Unfriendly

So, we're all crashed out on the beach, having that oh-so-deep conversation . . . you know . . . what exactly Christian Bale did to get arrested and could the Olsen Twins be any weirder. When the Chick tells of being hit upon by a young, eligible bachelor type recently. Now, the Chick has some terrific friendship skills, and she is nicer than most folks. The source of her attentions was a persistent little bugger. Frankly, I would have brushed him off well before the third attempt. And, I will admit that I am probably more cautious than most humans when approached by an unknown.

But, the Chick and her groovy skills was decent and polite to the guy without offering encouragement for anything beyond "nice try, but no, but try on someone else."

One of us in the group was alarmed that simply by being friendly, the Chick was inviting a serial killer to camp out in her car. I realized that I would not have been as gracious as the Chick. And, I realized that there has to be a happy medium between inviting the serial killer to follow you home and rejecting a human's honest attempt to get to know you in such a way as to crush his little spirit.

This is one of the things I really do appreciate about you humans . . . the opportunity to hone my "people" skills by observing you. In the lab . . . it really was more about manipulating the lab techs into more nutrition pellets and performing stupid human tricks. (ever hear about that gorilla who had her scientist convinced she needed to see boobies? rich, man, rich)

Anyway, perhaps in the future I'll attempt to be decent to strange humans . . . before I bite their little heads off.