I am not that much into learning anything about strangers. Especially when they start out like “I think I have seen you before, I can’t remember when and where?“. I wish this was only once or twice on 3 continents. It happened too many times that I started to really wonder if I am the “ULTIMATE” stranger or is he/she?
True confession: I somehow got subscribed to Audible for a whole year before questioning the money that was being deducted from my bank account. When I figured it out, I had eleven credits to use. I’m too cheap to just let them go, so I scanned the available titles, downloaded eleven books in a half hour and cancelled the subscription.
To wring value out of my lax bookkeeping, I had to create a new habit in order to listen to my library of audio books. Because not listening to them would be almost as wasteful as not downloading them.
Fortunately, a twenty-hour drive from Texas to Wisconsin was on the calendar. Thus, I found myself listening this past week to Malcolm Gadwell’s Talking to Strangers: What We Should Know About the People We Don’t Know.
Was it better than coronavirus coverage on National Public Radio? Infinitely. Was it better than…
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