So, how about that sports stuff that happened over the weekend?
I know, and wasn’t the rain also a very good thing?
Cool story, everyone, but why do we need to do this awkward dance every time we are stuck in an elevator together?
Someone on Reddit had the same thought and posed the following question – “People who try to make small talk for the 20 seconds you are in an elevator with someone else, why do you do that?”
Here are some of those answers – warning, some bad language ahead:
- In case it breaks down and we gotta fuck, I wanna at least preheat the oven, so to speak.
- Sometimes the discomfort of being thrust into an intimate space with someone else and not acknowledging that is too much for me. I try to fight the impulse, but it’s just strange pretending the other person doesn’t exist.
- Because the majority of people actually do not have constant crippling social anxiety.
- I did once in the dorms my first week of college and ended up being best friends with the guy, transferred to a different school, lived together for the next 2 years, and we’re still friends 25 years later. Also about a year after meeting him in the elevator, his girlfriend’s best friend met my other friend and those 2 have now been married for over 20 years and have 4 kids. Me and the dude in the elevator were both very obviously baked so we struck up a conversation. More than a few people’s lives changed because me and this other guy were high as fuck in an elevator and made small talk.
- As one of only a handful of Caucasian guys in my apartment building I do it so nobody has a reason to think I’m not a friendly guy, and I genuinely like getting to know my neighbors.
- I’m emitting a series of tiny farts while I talk.
I dunno, maybe you found something there you can relate to.
Don’t mind me, I’ll be in the corner avoiding eye contact.
[source:reddit]
