<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Sithy Things]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[https://aggiesprite.wordpress.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[LC Aggie Sith]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://aggiesprite.wordpress.com/author/aggiesprite/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[How Do You&nbsp;Do?]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p>A few days ago, I was in line at the check out, waiting my turn to unload my cart, when my eyes wandered over the many, many tabloids and what passes for investigative magazines. Incredibly, I had not heard of most of the people that grace the glossy covers. Ok, maybe not incredibly since I am a hostage to the Cartoon Network.</p>
<p>If it&#8217;s not animated, I don&#8217;t know about it.</p>
<p>But I had to stop and stare to read one magazine cover, twice.</p>
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<p>This made me a bit sad. I remember when we first moved to the US, being a new kid in school, and how every kid in my class came up to me to greet me, be it with &#8220;Hey, you&#8217;re new here?&#8221; or &#8220;My name is Amy and you can be my friend&#8221; or a few kids saying &#8220;Watch this!&#8221; It wasn&#8217;t hard to meet new kids. As I grew older it was more subtle, but it was still relatively easy to meet people. College made an art of it, what with &#8220;mixers&#8221; and frat parties and ice cream runs.</p>
<p>But I don&#8217;t remember having to <em>read</em> about how to make friends. Yes, I recall a book along those lines. But my issue here is how disconnected we have become from the physical and how connected we are in the technological. I admit to having plenty of online friends, met through the magic of the internet. And I am grateful for each and every one of them. But it&#8217;s a sad state when someone feels the need to publish a guide on social interactions that we should still remember from Kindergarten.</p>
<p>Always remember: it matters not how awkward or how smooth the path is to making a new friend. What matters is getting there 🙂</p>
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