Walking zombies. We are walking zombies. We walk around, with our heads down, or looking straight ahead, not paying attention, or trying not to pay attention to anybody else. We pass each other, don’t say much…. because that is the polite thing to do. If we say “Hi” or “Good morning” , that would be the maximum that is allowed. If we say more, we have exceeded the comfort zone, and our stress level goes up. I stand in the elevator, don’t say a word. I stand in line at the store, don’t look at anybody. It is preferred you look at nobody. If I look at anybody, it is considered rude, unless I ask for something. I walk down the hall, don’t stop to talk to anybody. I walk in the park, don’t start conversation with a stranger, because it is not polite. We don’t communicate, unless we need something, unless it is a necessity. If we talk too much, we are annoying. If we act friendly, we are intruding. We prefer to talk on the cell phone, or listen to Itunes, rather than talk to a real person in front of us. Unless we know someone, need something, or are in an emergency, we don’t talk to each other. Because it is polite. It is expected. It is also ridiculous. We don’t treat each other as humans. So we walk around like we don’t see each other. Like we are alone in this world. We are walking zombies.