As I was walking along I crossed paths with a woman I hadn’t seen before. She was wearing a pretty coat so I complimented her on it. She was new to the neighborhood and told me several things about herself, and not just chit-chat either but personal things. I came away thinking she was friendly. But although I saw her around she never acknowledged me or spoke to me, even though not much time had passed. It took awhile but it finally dawned on me. She wasn’t the friendly person; I was. l initiated the contact. I had complimented her. I was kind of bemused by this realization.