Aah, good old student days

Back when it was t'was a good, pro-social habit to have a pint or two with the professors and lecturers on Friday early afternoon in the Graffton Arms pub, off Oxford Rd.

You'd interrupt your library time in exchange for chat, smalltalk, crisps or even a light pub meal, and sound advice from old farts towering figures in the field, right at the kempt heart of the Manchester School of Ethnomethodology.

And productive at that, back at the library the next paragraphs practically wrote themselves. Oh dear, of course they did. 🍺😄

Thank you Wes, Dave, Dave, Rod, Dave and Liz et al for repeatedly expanding my horizon and, more than two decades later, for allowing me this #throwbackthursday mood.

#socialinteraction #Manchester #academia #studentlife #ethnomethodolofy

I noticed that nobody talks to me that I don't know with positive intent. I get all the "drive away your car", "please move", "did you look at my girlfriend" statements, but never a "hey how are you, how was your day going so far". Ever. And I can say that because I do talk to people I don't know with that intent. But nobody does with me. Also, nobody tells me what is off about me when I catch yet another person looking funny at me, so I ask them what it's about. When asked, people claim everything was alright, when it's not. #socialinteraction, #communication, #introspection, #selfawareness, #perception, #misunderstanding, #isolation