Well if you were raised with some kind of manners or anything a kin to etiquette. You’ll know it’s rude not to speak when spoken to. At home as a child we were to be seen not heard. Sitting quietly until told to do differently, and if we disobeyed there would be hell to pay…So from early on when you entered a room you said: Hello, then either introduce yourself. Or asked how do you do? Untill you left the room and said excuse me. Again if you didn't do those things your world as you know it would be bleak, cause once the guests would leave. Oh, be sure your ass would be grass. As a child, you learn to adapt, you're sweet, kind and lovely…that was the way to survive that moment.
So now as an adult I know I seem overly friendly but really it’s just good etiquette. That’s been drill into me with threats of not such a good time. To be fine for some is a way of life that we project to others. A mask that no one really cares to take off cause everyone is too busy being self absorbed. It’s also like talking about the weather or a sport that everyone likes. Fine is nothing, nothing at all and no one ever really is.
-Adriana
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