Talk about the Weather.
You’ve been there: waiting for a bus, taking a smoke break, standing on an elevator… right next to someone. The lack of conversation in such a small proximity is stifling. But what could you say to start a conversation with a stranger? If you’re like me, you probably start questioning your own character for having no more to offer than a polite “Hello.” And then, without fail, your mind-reading companion busts out with some Weathertalk. Oh, you sweet savior of the conversationless. However awkward and forced it may be, Weathertalk is the glue that holds together your cohesive unit at the bus stop. We can all talk about the weather! Hooray Beer! Uh, I mean… Hooray Weathertalk!
And we’re fortunate here in DC, if you don’t like the weather, just go inside and wait a few hours. Write that down, try it later. I guarantee you can draw at least a chuckle from your smoke break companion.
Well, if you go over to my blog, you’ll see that weather talk with me leads to cocktail talk. ;)
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Speaking of weather, what a welcome relief. The 20 degree drop in one day is wonderful. And no pervisms in this comment. ;-)
Me and this old man neighbor have quite the running dialogue on the weather.
It’s gotten to the point where we’ve known each superficially for so long we’re discussing high and low pressure systems, as well as the heat index.
Wait a minute. What did you say the dew point was again?
Just for a second, I thought this might be about the Red Lorry Yellow Lorry song of the same name. ;)