Don’t Be That Person: What Not to Say When You See a Dog in a Stroller.

Belle in motion

I live in the American South where the desire to stop and talk to a stranger is genetically encoded. It’s generational, just like the amount of sugar you need in your tea. You’ve been in Virginia for five generations? Well, that’s 5 tablespoons of sugar per glass. Stranger conversations are normally quick exchanges inquiring about the weather, commenting on a hat, or…