I Would Still Find Some Way To Go Over The Edge.

This email was sent to me today. It contains pictures of people swimming near the edge of The Victoria Falls located on the Zambezi River and border the African nations of Zambia and Zimbabwe. Apparently during the months of September and December the levels of the water are low enough to create a naturally formed pool, known as The Devil’s Swimming Pool. This is possible due to a natural rock wall just below the water and at the very edge of the falls that stops their progress despite the current. People can venture to the very edge of the 128 meter tall waterfall (let me repeat that for the people in the back – WATERFALL) and swim around.

Um….thanks but no thanks.

Below are real pictures and even a video.

Um, That’s Not Really Small Talk…That’s Personal.

So I was reading Trophy Life’s life blog today and two of her posts reminded me about something that happened this weekend. Click here for her related posts.

The posts have to do with people (complete strangers) who just kind of say things that may be a little too much information. You know you have normal small talk and then there is not-so normal small talk!

So we were at Books-A-Million and were standing over in the coin section. OH, you are not familiar with where that is?! Well we are pretty familiar with it, it is over right next to the cash register! hehe :D

ANYWAYS, Terry is looking at his coin books and I am just people watching (a favorite thing of mine to do). This lady goes to the cashier and the following conversation proceeds:

Cashier: “Good Afternoon, How are you today?”
Lady: “Good, thank you. How about yourself?”
Cashier: “I’m ok. Well I actually have an ulcer I am fighting.”
Lady: (in a surprised but very kind way) “OH. Well that is terrible.”
Cashier: “Yeah, I am in pain. I can't really eat much and there are certain foods I can’t eat at the moment b/c they trigger the pain.” (proceeds to go through a list of foods. This lasts a good minute.) “So anyways, I am uncomfortable at the moment. Ready to go home.”
Lady: (as she takes her bag) “Well I hope you feel better.”
Cashier: “Yeah, I will try.”

I was cracking up in the corner of the bookstore. Even my husband managed to pull his nose out of the latest issue of Coin World to look over and listen to the awkward conversation. I mean it really makes you think….. why do these people think complete strangers are interested in someone’s personal business or why do they say the things they say (like in TL’s blog) to complete strangers?!?!