I guess I'm the odd one out. I was told I smiled too much, but that was because it made me look "special needs" as a kid, according to my mom. I never stopped, though. I play a weird game in public, where I smile at as many people as I can get to make eye-contact with me and "win" if I get them to smile back. Really not an Aspie kind of game, and it's strange because I'm terrible at both maintaining eye-contact and smiling on command. Still, it's an interesting way to learn about people. Teenage girls hate to be smiled at, I've found. Even as a little kid, smiling at one would earn me a heated glare. Middle-aged women are 50/50. Men just don't make eye-contact all, maybe because I'm a young girl. But boys are the most interesting. They have some truly dramatic reactions to eye-contact, though I don't smile at them for fear of giving them the wrong idea. I once made eye-contact with a boy and he immediately apologized and ran off. The single best reaction, though, has to have been from an older man in a library. I was down the aisle from him, and he turned to look at me at the same moment I glanced at him. The color drained out of his face, and he just whispered in horror, "Oh, no." Humans are so strange.
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I have not the kind affections of a pigeon. - Ralph Waldo Emerson