Why do random strangers tell me heavily opinionated stories
Example 1: At the haircut place, this lady (probably in her 40s or 50s) kept talking about how "we conservatives" gotta do this and that and the "others" don't get it and they're idiots and such. And I didn't even say I was conservative or anything, I just said "mhm" to most things. And she also told me about how she and this guy she met smoked pot and were dating and something.
1. What if I wasn't conservative?
2. What if, as a customer, I didn't come back because of what she said? Could easily happen.
3. Why did tell me gross things about her dating when she's like 50?
Example 2: Other girl at same haircut place asked me where I went to high school, I said my high school, she said the people there are mostly assholes and think they're smarter than they are. And there is this school where trouble causers get sent in my district, and she was saying how most of those students are from my high school. Yeah it was pretty annoying and I wanted to defend my school but she was probably from that trouble causer school so she most likely was kinda dumb.
1. Again, with the customer thing.
2. She pretty much said I was an asshole who isn't as smart as I think I am.
3. Why would I ever come back to that hair cutting place at this point.
Example 3: Was turning in rented books at my uni bookstore yesterday. Lady at the counter saw my "I [heart] CONSENT" pin on my backpack ( http://i.imgur.com/BVUhIle.jpg ). I just think it's funny. But then she said "You know, your pin there is pretty ironic," and at this point I already knew it wasn't gonna be irony, probably more like vaguely coincidental...but I said, "how so?" And she told me a story of how she was talking to "some guy" and the guy said he used to use some kind of drug to get girls to sleep with him and they would "always put out". And she was basically just saying how it was messed up, but I was thinking, well yeah that's completely messed up, but anyone would agree that's messed up, so I am gonna get rid of this damn pin if people are gonna tell me weird stories like that. Like, what was her point? That she met some random guy who was messed up? Who cares? I can't do anything about that guy, and he said he doesn't do it anymore. I was already aware that guys like him existed, which is partially why I have the pin!
Does this happen to any of you? I imagine it had happened quite a bit when I worked the register at a grocery store. Not sure what people are thinking, but we DO judge customers, we just rarely make it obvious.