On Saturday night Mr Pencil and I had a rare night out alone, Little Pencil was sleeping at a friend and although we tried to gather some friends to join us – we left it till about 7:30pm and so everyone was already “otherwise engaged”.
It is really not that often that we get to go out just the two of us because Mr Pencil does ever so love a crowd, well not so much a crowd but a larger group to laugh at his jokes and share drinks with him and the truth is, as I often tell my friends, I am sure that people go out with us because of my Mr Pencil. He is articulate, he is smart, he is entertaining and very funny. And he is also very friendly.
But on Saturday night I had him all to myself and because we were so amazingly organised we walked the streets of Surry Hills after going to the restaurant we had planned to eat at an hour after they had closed their list, Side note: what kind of restaurant closes their list at 8:30 and gets a person with shaved hair on one side and waist length hair on the other to tell you this nugget of information?
There we were, him the carnivore and me the vegetarian trying to find a place to feed us and a space to seat us.
We happened along a cute little Italian place that had space at the bar only. Cool, we were happy to sit at the bar – it meant we are closer to the drinks. And really we were pretty starving at this point so we would take whatever was given to us.
And there we are sitting at the bar when the two very beautiful girls sitting at the bar next to us started to engage Mr Pencil in polite discussion about his drink, his choice of dinner and his accent. What is this about? It is about my husband. He doesn’t do the two person dinner. Even if I try.
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They were gorgeous girls and they were interesting too. And they loved South African accents and so we are both forced to chat to them. It was nothing like a pick up of old, they weren’t actually interested in taking us home to bed (although Mr Pencil may have written this blog post differently in his head) but they were interested in talking to Mr Pencil, er I mean us.
I love to meet new people, I love to hear interesting stories and learn to see things from a different perspective so I was not to upset that these girls had joined us. My biggest problem? The one girl had the same very bad shaved hair on the one side and waist length hair on the other side style! Try as I might I could not bring it up with her although I really wanted to . Mr Pencil? He didn’t even notice.
Why is that that some people do the noticing while others are noticed?
I don’t think it’s always necessarily about the way you look because even though I think my husband is good to look at, I know that people are attracted to his intellect – he is smart. And very entertaining. He is interested in other people but he doesn’t really notice them. I notice people but seldom get strangers talking to me (although I sometimes talk to them).
So looks aside – do you notice the people around you or do they notice you?
HAHA – I am completely oblivious to the world around me ( that’s bad right ?? )
I can say though, that had two beautiful girls talked to me in a bar / restaurant, I would, without a shadow of a doubt be divorced very soon afterwards. Mrs Maxx doesn’t take kindly to me talking to anyone else, specially other females.
I am a shocking starer to the point of rudeness. But I never ‘notice’ things about people like facial features.
I’m more interested in making up stories in my head about the people I’m staring at, trying to guess what they’re about.
Maybe they WERE trying to pick you guys up. Or maybe they’d just had a few lines and were hyper-chatty……
Like Maxxy, I’m often oblivious to the world around me also. People often tell me they have seen me driving on “such and such” a street, that I was laughing or singing, or something in the car and they ask if I saw them.
WTF?? How can you a) recognise someone driving, b) know that they were laughing or whatever and c) expect them to wave back? There are a couple of people in particular who do this ALL The time and it drives me mental.
Somehow, this doesn’t seem right to me. I NEVER see anyone I know on the road, and I probably wouldn’t even notice them if they came up beside me at traffic lights.
Me, I’m just happy to be in my own little world most of the time and don’t notice things around me much. EXCEPT that I have a very distinctive hair colour and people tend to notice me, much to my chagrin. I hate to think that people remember me as the woman with that hair colour/style rather than what I said to them or the interactions we had.
So I guess that’s why I don’t really notice people, I see it as a bit superficial unless I can talk to them properly, get inside their heads, get to know what they’re thinking.
But I totally “get” people who people watch and make up stories in their heads about people. My hubby does it and I just can’t get my head around the amazing number of possibilities of lives, occupations, etc they may have, so I don’t bother.
Bit weird? That’s me…..
Bad hairdos aside, this is a really interesting post. Got me thinking. Half the time I’m off in my own world and don’t notice enough about the people around me. Like their names when they introduce themselves. But I’m good at other details because I’m genuinely interested in what they have to say (beyond “Hi, I’m…”). Fashion-wise, I’m hopeless. Hopeless.
Oh no – I am most definitely a NOTICER. I love to people watch, and I love to sit in the background and observe. Unfortunately, while MY husband is very easy on the eye and quite witty, he is quiet and I am forced to start (and often maintain) conversations… which makes it trickier to observe properly. I would have TOTALLY asked this girl about her hair… but then I am shameless.
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BB
I am a nosey person by nature I think (that’s one confession here and one on Kerri’s blog tonight ) so I people watch almost all of the time!!
I am often alone when this happens the most…and I might be having a coffee and, ahem, “hear” other people’s conversations … Ringing any bells for you SP.?
I have prided myself on noticing – car number plates are one fave ..why? I might know that person and should wave
I notice far, far , far too often when parents are not keeping an eye out for their kids & I worry, I try to catch a gaze to alert them .. But failing that I just apply “teacher eyes” to said kids & it works..:)
I notice body and hair features as well as clothes and shoes MUCH too often & then, of course, make up storied in my head about the people attached.
I notice that no man/boy of my acquaintance can ever see past the most obvious object/food/item because I always am told ‘where?’ ‘can’t see it’
I notice what’s not done rather than what is – bad girl .. Must do better
I notice that I cannot stop noticing and that it’s beginning to be noticed.
P.S I also seem to have the kind of look about me where I’m noticed & people I don’t know ask me questions like ‘do you know where…’ is.
I am sure Mr Pencil is smart and funny and gorgeous- but you know what? I would just be sitting there noticing you and saying to myself “It’s her! It’s Lana! I recognise her from her twitter av and I hope she’ll talk to me if I don’t mention her extension.”
Oops. Damn.
Interesting post!
As for me, both, both! I am a big starer…and get stared at too. Due to girl-next-door looks? No, because I’m sure most people are thinking ”what the hell are you looking at?”…
I can happily sit in a cafe and people watch – but don’t, because I don’t have the time to, and also I do think it’s a little…odd.
Alison
Ha – I have been known to spot someone on a bus and go, “hm, where do I know that person fr… oh, I know! They were in the supermarket last Friday, we chatted over the avocados!”
It drives hubs ^barmy^. He’s been known to walk right past his mother.
On his way to meet her.
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I notice EVERYTHING…I love to soak people up and study thier excentricies, its what I love about life, how we are all so different, who needs art when you can walk down the street and look at everyone…..ok…so I am a weirdo, I am that person who looks you up and down…but take it as a compliment, I am admiring your style.
Can’t believe I just saw this! GREAT post. SO interesting.
I notice people. I notice everything. How they look, what they were wearing, what kind of mood they were in, what kind of person they are, what (I thought) they thought of me….
I find people fascinating. Just not sure they find me as fascinating as they do Mr P!
Hmm, I have been known not to notice when hubby has had a shave or even, if he’s had a shower (unless he gets inot bed smelling like sheep!) He’s been known not to notice when I’ve had my hair coloured. But we both notice every thing about everyone else! I wonder what sort of people that makes us?!