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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx</link><description>A little while ago I was in the supermarket buying some stuff and there was a woman in front of me with a baby and about 10 jars of baby food. I didn't think anything of it until she started talking rather emphatically about how her daughter just had</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2007.1 (Build: 20910.1126)</generator><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#30483</link><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 05:57:21 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:30483</guid><dc:creator>Stroller</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;I’ve had chance encounters like the one you described where it seemed that everything was going along great and we were talking and chatting about various things, and then a day or two later I ran into the same person and they were totally different, as if they had no memory of us being friendly or bonding over having to wait in line behind someone writing a check. &amp;nbsp;I agree with another one of your blog respondents when they say that sometimes people may just not have the ability to connect faces from one day to the next. &amp;nbsp;Maybe for that day you were her friend, but the next day she woke up with almost no memory of it happening. &amp;nbsp;Or, maybe she just doesn’t have a good memory for faces. &amp;nbsp;I just hope that you don’t both end up on the same PTA committee or something later on because that might be awkward!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=30483" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2582</link><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 15:45:34 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2582</guid><dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;baa, we all have bad days, days when we really don't want to see anyone we know or have to talk to people. &amp;nbsp;I wouldn't take it personally.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just try and be nice to her when you see her, she probably feels a bit foolish about her stroller rage the other day and maybe she's quite a shy person really - they (we) often mask it by appearing standoffish.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=2582" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2572</link><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 04:58:48 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2572</guid><dc:creator>GirlsGoneChild</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;People are weird psycho-freaks. WTF? Maybe she's a drunk. Or on meds. Or just ditzy. Or maybe she's a robot. Robo-mom.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Maybe?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=2572" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2563</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 23:02:05 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2563</guid><dc:creator>BarbaraR</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;bookworm - totally. &amp;nbsp;and i'm never sorryy that i &amp;quot;connected&amp;quot; with somebody. &amp;nbsp;it's my nature to be friendly and talk. &amp;nbsp;sometimes it works, sometimes not. &amp;nbsp;i'd still rather be this way, than the other though.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=2563" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2562</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 22:41:53 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2562</guid><dc:creator>bookworm</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;I'm like you, where one chance meeting on line at Starbucks and I'll be saying hi every time I spot you in the neighborhood. Heck, there's a woman in Park Slope I recognize from seeing her pass by on the street while at Seven Nails (she wears the exact same outfit all the time, so that helps). Anyway, I think there are others who don't have our ability, and don't make the same connections we do. She probably has no recollection of your interaction at the grocery store and the bagel place. And perhaps in addition to the bout with bad eating habits, her one year old has now regressed on her sleeping habits, and she's working on little to no sleep herself. Don't take it personally. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=2562" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2535</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 18:48:03 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2535</guid><dc:creator>BarbaraR</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;It was weird because I have seen her a coupla times and my first reaction is &amp;quot;hey i know you!&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;-- in a good way. But she always seems so sour. &amp;nbsp;What can you do? &amp;nbsp;I noticed that she talked to no one else yesterday either. &amp;nbsp;Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=2535" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2534</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 18:34:24 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2534</guid><dc:creator>mattdm</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;She was probably embarrassed at her earlier behavior.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.babble.com/CS/aggbug.aspx?PostID=2534" width="1" height="1"&gt;</description></item><item><title>re: But I Thought We Had A Thing</title><link>http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/girlgrowsinbrooklyn/archive/2007/01/12/but-i-thought-we-had-a-thing.aspx#2533</link><pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 18:15:01 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">42a08a39-daf3-4129-8a63-8a27b879cc03:2533</guid><dc:creator>CreativeTypeDad1</dc:creator><description>&lt;p&gt;Wow- that woman is a freak.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I work with somebody like that, we've been at the same place for 6 years and I can run into her in the elevator and she'll stare at the door or floor while I'm talking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think she's on crack. Maybe that woman is too.&lt;/p&gt;
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