Friday, February 19, 2010

Standard

Standard conversation I've had with many, many people upon just meeting them. 354

Are you Singaporean?

"Yep. Born here."
You're mixed/mixedblood/Eurasian?
"Yep."
So your dad is from..
"Canada."
Oh. [Insert possible comment about Canada] So you go there every year to meet your relatives?
"Twice. Ever. Once when I was a baby."

From which the rest of the conversation tends to follow. mramrm.

When walking towards a certain destination, sometimes people will walk up from beside or behind you in a direction different to yours. Impulsively, I sometimes follow their direction quickly in order to pass them to continue travelling your way. To get out of their way, while still moving forward.
Sometimes, when this does not prove as smooth as I intended, the following occur.

1: The person perceives you as you perceive them, a person-in-the-way, and attempts the same maneuver. This results in a little race where at least one person ends up travelling an unnecesarily long path to where they intended to go, wasting a fair bit of time (and energy) in doing so.

2: The person, oblivious to your action, keeps moving. But you are unable to overtake them within a short period of time, as they walk at a similar or higher speed than you. This results in a little race where you end up travelling an unnecesarily long path to where you intended to go, wasting a fair bit of time (and energy) in doing so.

Not only is time wasted when you sidetrack
and energy wasted when you accelerate
but you may end up travelling the same distance it would have taken you to get to the end, only ending up at another location, like some wall, due to the abberated path.

An alternative approach is simply to pause momentarily, have the person walk in their direction in front of you, and carry on in your direction.
The sacrifice is that you may take a longer time to reach your destination due to the pause. But there is no risk of veering off track in the first place.

Sometimes I forget to use this method, in my oft-hurried walk.

Because sometimes I blur.

-Zan

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