One day, “Barb” approached me. She smiled as she dusted pretend lint from my jacket. “You’re really a people person aren’t you?” I wasn’t sure where this was headed. Barb and I were acquaintances, but not close friends. Was she being complimentary or was there some hidden meaning behind her remark? I got odd vibes as she brushed at my …
The Real Truth about Fake People
One day, “Barb” approached me. She smiled as she dusted pretend lint from my jacket. “You’re really a ‘people person’ aren’t you?” I wasn’t sure where this was headed. Barb and I were acquaintances, but not close friends. Was she being complimentary or was there some hidden meaning behind her remark? I got odd vibes as she brushed at my …