Week 8 - Thank you for this

                GUESS WHO GOT TWO CALLBACKS??
                … Not me, but wouldn’t that be fun? I’ve evened out the number of guys and girls that have received cards last week, so decidedly I’ll keep it even from now on with one male and one female per week. I did exactly that this week. The first was a male that I always see with headphones, but never with people. This may have been the first time I’ve seen him without headphones, so I had to seize the opportunity when it came along. Pretty standard response; nodded politely while avoiding eye contact, ignored the obvious questions about what the hell I was even doing talking to him, said “thank you for this,” and left. Yeah, I don’t know why he said “thank you for this” instead of just “thanks,” but perhaps I’m not meant to know these things. Anyway, I’ll be expecting a callback from him when hell freezes over.
                I got a better vibe from the female; at least she smiled and kept eye-contact. I won’t jump to conclusions and say she’ll call back, but I feel like there is some correlation between whether or not someone makes eye contact, and whether or not they’ll call me back. The three people so far that have called back had all made healthy eye-contact with me when I first spoke to them. Most of the people that don’t call back will hardly look me in the eye when I give them a card, not to mention they avoid eye contact like the plague if I ever pass them again. In fact, not a single person that opted to ignore me in the first place has looked at me since I gave them a card. HA!
                I almost gave a notecard to an adult today, just for novelty’s sake. He’s some guy that sits in Geary Square every now and then, smoking a cigarette and doing a crossword puzzle, and it’s pretty clear that he isn’t a student. I might give him a card just for shits and giggles, but the opportunities to give cards to adults are few and far between, and I don’t want yet another variable (age) to analyze in the end, especially if I don’t have a large sample size for it. Then again, it would be cool to see if he would call back… I don’t know. O humble reader, what think you?

Week 7 - Jonesin' for Baked Treats

            This week, I decided to take a field trip to Pollock to hand out cards. I handed out two on two different days; one to a male, one to a female. Spoiler alert: Neither called back. Both gave responses almost exactly similar to one another: both nodded politely, heard me out, took the card, thanked me, and walked away. I get this response pretty damned often, and it bothers me quite a bit; no, it’s not because these are the people that never call back. It’s the part where they thank me. I’m serious; a conservative estimate would be that at least half of the people that have received notecards thus far have thanked me before I thanked them. Thanks? For what? Think about it- What did I do that deserves thanks? I understand that people may not say entirely sensible things while under pressure, and in all fairness, I suppose it could be a reflex to say “thanks” when handed something. Nonetheless, I find it to be getting a little pedantic, so perhaps I should just get used to it.

But enough ranting, something happened Saturday night that was incredibly interesting. I was sitting outside with a few friends eating some cigarettes when two girls approached us with a package of cookies, offering us some. At the time it was a blessing because, to be entirely honest, I was really jonesin’ for some cookies. So, inquisitive as I am, I asked the biddies why they were giving baked treats to strangers. Turns out they were from Penn State Abdington, and were doing a project for a social sciences class in which they offered cookies to strangers and would see if they took them. After shaking off the lab rat feeling, I asked them of their figures. I found their data surprising: I was their sixth taker out of twenty five people, a success rate around 25%, within a half-hour. This is greater than my success rate of three in sixteen, but not much more. I find it unbelievable that they aren’t much more successful than I have been; after all, cookies are always delicious, and the benefit of accepting is right in front of you without much investment at all. So even with something as easy and rewarding as accepting a cookie, people still only bite about twenty-five percent of the time. Interesting indeed. 

So there are a few mysteries on the table here. Why do people say thanks to me? Why wouldn't more people accept cookies? Was I seriously eating cigarettes? Some things we may never know... But we should at least discuss them.

Week 6 - May the Farce Be With You

                Due to the imbalance of gender representation in this project, and the poor response thus far from males, I gave out two cards only to males this week. One of them was rather inconsequential, I'm sure he won't call back. The second, while it wasn't a callback, was certainly worthy of note because I used to think it was easier to give cards to dudes. It wasn’t until this time, however, that I realized that may not be the case. So what happened?

                I was sitting around in the smoking area on Monday (ten brownie points if you can guess what I was doing), and I saw him come out of Geary Hall. Now I don’t want to generalize, but you can see how others might; he’s a big guy, taller than me and heavyset, frequently seen sporting a Star Wars T-Shirt and glasses. Most significant to my purposes, however, I see him alone quite often. Now this is a mark that I was really looking forward to; I myself am quite the Star Wars geek, and it’s always a pleasure to meet someone who is as into the movies as I am. I approached him, asking if I could have a minute of his time. Immediately, I could see his doubts in me; he looked over his shoulder, saying “uhh” and taking a step backward before giving a reluctant “yes.” I gave him a notecard and his directions, hoping for the best, and got a response that I had been expecting from someone eventually. “Are you fucking with me?” he said, edging backwards and mostly avoiding eye-contact. One of my friends nearby vouched for me, trying to reassure him that it was a legitimate offer, but to no avail. He walked away, brushing off everything I tried to say to sound sincere. Since then, he has vehemently avoided eye-contact every time he has walked by.

                This was the most disappointing denial thus far. Yeah, sure, all I know about the guy is that he probably likes Star Wars in some capacity, but even with just that, he’s the only person with whom I knew I had common ground before I approached him. Oh well; there are plenty of Star Wars fans in the world, so I suppose it isn’t something on which to get hung up. It’s just a shame to know it’s a lost opportunity. So who’s problem is this- Mine, or his? Is he wrong for brushing me off so quickly, or, God forbid, am I asking too much of people? And be honest, I won’t be offended.

Week 5 - One in Four, but Ladies Only

                This week, I decided not to hand out any notecards; Spring Break is right around the corner, so beyond having met up with “PB&J” I assumed that I wouldn’t have anything to write about. Fortunately, I turned out to be wrong in that assumption, but first I’ll elaborate on PB&J.

                The get-together last Friday went decently, though I wouldn’t have pegged it for such when we first sat down. I don’t know if she wasn’t prepared or if I was just misreading her, but she seemed a bit uncomfortable for the first five minutes or so of conversation. I suppose this is to be expected, but when I met with Athena, conversation flowed very naturally and it was hardly any work at all to invest myself in what I was saying and what I heard. With PB&J, however, things started off slowly. There came at least two times when conversation got dangerously close to awkward silence, but that was only toward the beginning when we were warming up to each other, and she turned out to be pretty cool. After thoroughly discussing literature, music, and Pokémon, we decidedly parted ways. She hasn’t contacted me since, though I commend her for at least calling back to begin with.

                So what else is there to write about? After all, I haven’t handed out any notecards since last Wednesday, so I wasn’t expecting any calls; both callbacks I had received so far were within three hours or so of handing off the notecard, so I assumed that would be a trend. Well, it turns out I shouldn’t count my hens until they hatch, because lo and behold, this Wednesday, the 29^th, I got a text from an unknown number asking if I “still needed help with that project.” All right, three for twelve. We planned to meet up that evening, but it occurred to me after we had made plans that I had no clue which person this was texting me back; all I know was that it was a female, as it was a feminine name. So I waited at Starbucks for her, and it turned out to be the girl from last week, the one with the positive response that I was sure would call back, henceforth known as “MotherTheresa.” It was a jolly old time, once again; I got to know a new person that isn’t the typical type with whom I hang, despite the fact that she was a sweet girl. I also learned that Swedish Techno is a thing, apparently. One interesting thing MotherTheresa said that made me think a lot afterward was that she wouldn’t have responded to the notecard if I wasn’t in the same residence hall as her. If that is the case for most people, then it may be difficult to branch out of East, which I imagine I will have to do sometime.

                Also, girls so far are three for seven, males so far are zero for five. When I first started doing this project, I found it much easier to approach males, but now that I’m getting better response overall from females, it’s harder for me to give guys notecards because I’m just not as convinced they’ll call me back. But what makes things this way? Why are females more prone to call back than males? Do you think many people hold the same view about strangers as MotherTheresa, being less trusting of them if they haven't seen them around? As usual, input is greatly appreciated, and if you’re curious about anything, I’ll try to answer to the best of my ability.