{"id":1934,"date":"2017-03-13T21:21:44","date_gmt":"2017-03-13T19:21:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.georgiahill.co.uk\/?p=1934"},"modified":"2017-03-13T21:21:44","modified_gmt":"2017-03-13T19:21:44","slug":"brief-encounters-of-the-yellow-kind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.georgiahill.co.uk\/?p=1934","title":{"rendered":"Brief Encounters of the Yellow Kind"},"content":{"rendered":"

It\u2019s been nose to the grindstone so a Saturday out with friends came as a welcome distraction.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve had a blitz with online shopping recently and bought a tunic to replace one which suffered a bleach mishap when trying to sell the house. Always said housework was dangerous. I\u2019m a huge fan of lime green and have an ancient and very battered shirt in that colour which I\u2019ve worn to death. Its death. It\u2019s also suffered a bleach mishap. See earlier comment about housework.<\/p>\n

Bear with, I\u2019m getting to the point.<\/p>\n

The newly purchased top, which online looked a limey-green-yellow and would replace both ruined garments, turned out to be yellow. And I mean yellow.<\/em> Children\u2019s presenter, prime colour yellow.<\/p>\n

\"yellow\"<\/a><\/p>\n

I like bright colours and I like yellow so I wore it on Saturday thinking it would cheer up yet another grey spring day. Not entirely sure it suited me but hey, nothing ventured, nothing sartorially gained.<\/p>\n

As I joined the queue in the corridor, waiting for the train to stop, my bright yellow personage seemed to be attracting quite a lot of attention. Looking around all I could see was navy and black, grey and brown so maybe I stood out. A bloke began chatting to me. He was tall and thin and about my age.<\/p>\n

\u2018You\u2019re looking very enthusiastic,\u2019 he added, as the train eventually came to a halt.<\/p>\n

\u2018I will be when I\u2019ve had a coffee,\u2019 I mumbled.<\/p>\n

All innocent stuff. And I\u2019m pretty sure he didn\u2019t mean enthusiastic. Optimistic perhaps? Or maybe he was being sarcastic! Who knows? It didn\u2019t bother me, we got off the train and he disappeared.<\/p>\n

It was only when I got on the second train of the day and was a bit more awake that I began to think the encounter over. Would I have caught his eye had I been wearing my navy coat over the yellow top? Would he have ignored me as he was ignoring everyone else? So, had wearing something out of the ordinary, daring to bring attention to myself even in a very insignificant way, somehow facilitated him talking to me? Strangely enough, later in the day, the yellow top attracted another comment, this time from a woman serving me coffee and this I took simply as a compliment.<\/p>\n

So what makes it different when it comes from a man?<\/p>\n

I suppose it\u2019s possible the encounter could be seen as a chat up. It\u2019s been so long since anyone chatted me up that I\u2019ve forgotten the signals. I very much doubt he would have said anything and certainly not made a personal comment, had Hubs been with me.<\/p>\n

Or was he reacting, unconsciously I\u2019m sure, to a woman being something everso slightly out of the ordinary. Now, I\u2019m aware I\u2019m in danger of going over-board here but let me add another observation.<\/p>\n

Last week I met a load of writers and bloggers and a good time was had by all. Mostly women, having a chat and a glass of wine mid afternoon in a city pub. A stag do arrived and it became obvious they were very intrigued by us. One of them came over to ask who we were and why we were there. He was perfectly polite and charming, although a little drunk (well he was on a stag do) but the inference was \u2013 women! Of a certain age! In a pub! Having a good time! How very dare we!<\/p>\n

\"wine\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Is it the reality that, as long as we conform to stereo-types or don\u2019t bring any attention to ourselves, we\u2019ll be left alone?<\/p>\n

Mr Train Guy was probably just being friendly \u2013 and I took it as such and was friendly back, if half-asleep. Or maybe he just really<\/em> likes yellow.<\/p>\n

The point being, although neither man was in any way<\/em> insulting, abusive or even unpleasant, both made unwanted intrusions.<\/p>\n

Am I in danger of over-reacting? Has anything like this happened to you? How did it make you feel? Please tell me. The yellow peril top is hanging in the wardrobe.\u00a0One day I might\u00a0put it on for another social experiment. Or maybe I\u2019ll just wear beige and quietly get on with my day.<\/p>\n

Love,<\/p>\n

Georgia x<\/p>\n

All images (c) pixabay with grateful thanks<\/em><\/p>\n

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