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A woman holds her own stomach, and the man she’s partnered with copies. “I just want to get them out of their own heads—focused on the other person,” he says. They’re stuck in their heads.” He is onto something. Facebook.” Walking around inside the circle and making eye contact with each student, he tells a story about receiving a Facebook invitation to a party.
I imagine that man at a party, talking to a stranger, blowing his nose if the stranger blows his nose, scratching his crotch to build rapport with a crotch-scratcher. A few minutes into the exercise, throughout the room, ones and twos stand smiling at one other, their bodies less tense, their conversations less stilted. Still, a ripple of terror moves through the room when Luna announces the next exercise: tag-team storytelling. “As soon as I say something that makes you think of something else,” he says, “yell, ‘Freeze!
I might even be extroverted to a fault, relying on socializing to energize me. I’ve always loved first dates—with the exception of the date, of course, to which I wore a Gap pocket T tucked into paisley shorts and high white socks with boat shoes.During the storytelling game, I couldn’t wait to jump in. (I know that my early ‘90s fashion statement bears no relevance to my point, but as an extrovert, I had to get it off my chest.) It’s inaccurate to say that everyone is socially anxious.