On talking to people you don’t know that well who are wearing sunglasses

Is something I don’t like.

The post could probably be as short as that—wouldn’t that be fun?—but I feel like the emotion deserves at least a little explication.

Plus, it gives me the opportunity to trot out a favorite (but overused) expression: The eyes are the window to the soul.

Besides the expressivity of the eyes—which are underrated—there’s the simple question: Are you even looking at me?