Speaking like someone who has never been mauled by a cat
I literally just opened the door for a package delivery and the delivery guy only had eyes for the neighbor’s cat, asked me if it was mine, handed me my package and then just kept petting the cat and talking to it. I just stood there like, oh yeah sure you just pet that cat and I’ll stand here and watch it.
I’m a cat person, I have three of them myself, but this was a bit odd after a while.
But yeah points for the delivery guy for having eyes for the cat.
Hey, he’s still doing his job! A big ol’ delivery of love and affection, sent directly to your neighbors cat.
I’m not saying he did anything wrong, it was just that I didn’t know what to do in this situation. It felt a little awkward to stand there, but it would also be awkward to shut the door. So I just waited for him to be done with the cat and leave.
I mean, I think you just need to stop overthinking it and meet him at his level. Like, did you even try stroking his legs and meowing?
The delivery guy?
No, meowing at the cat…
YES, the delivery guy.
Happens to me with dogs. It can be a mean old junk yard guard dog I and just wanna boop the snoot and give scritches
I really hope that if we ever meet advanced Alien Life, they’d just wanna give us beer and warm hugs
I am such a person. Ask you questions.
My thoughts when !illegallysmolcats@lemmy.world




