Kids, they know how to make friends. Give them a few minutes and best buddies forever.
But why is it so hard to make new friends as an adult?
On a recent drive in to work, I tried so hard to make friends with the driver behind me.
Unlike my previously detailed experience with the random stranger driver and being thankful, this one didn’t turn out the same way.
I was sitting there at the light waiting to make a left turn as he pulled up behind me. I know this because I could see his fancy car careening towards me with gusto in my rear view mirror.
He also let me know he had arrived by honking his hello. Just a nice long drawn out howdy. Much like those air horns at the sporting events. You’re probably making the sound in your head right now. Or maybe even out loud.
So I waved back my greeting.
As he looked away almost shamefully, I thought to myself, as I completed the left turn after the pedestrian was safely out of the crosswalk, “maybe I should have used four more fingers on my wave?”