I seem to have taken "you never know" to new levels, now expecting the unexpected from even the most ordinary looking (or poor or old or apparantly dimwitted) people. It beats expecting the worst, most times. I'm not sure when this happened-- guess I just had a lot of experiences like yours. Also, there's a lot of refugees who live near my house. You never know when the person walking to work at the factory might be a published poet and translator in their native languages, or a doctor or other professional. The only time I'm ever disappointed (as opposed to merely still wondering) is when people turn out to be truly cruel.
#3 scares me, as I can never seem to come up with a name that isn't one of those dreaded things.
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Date: 11/18/03 10:50 pm (UTC)#3 scares me, as I can never seem to come up with a name that isn't one of those dreaded things.