Sometimes being nice isn't all it's cracked up to be

I was at work today and I saw a woman in the blue uniform that I had never seen before. We passed each other a few times without speaking. I decided that I was not going to appear to be a snob and greet her. So next time she passed by me I said, "we've never met, my name is Lucy". She said, "My name is Mary", and then continued on with how she's from the corporation is just helping out for a few hours. She appeared to be quite busy and her facial expression betrayed nothing that I could read fluently. All of a sudden I felt dumb for thinking I'd been introducing myself to a new employee. She had kind of looked at me funny, or so I probably imagined. Anyway, she walked past and I didn't see her again all day. But I stood there organizing my merchandise and made myself stop feeling stupid. I had done nothing to be embarrassed about. I was being friendly, something we should all feel comfortable with.

So I don't feel stupid anymore.

But here I had been psyching myself up for being outgoing and stepping outside my personal comfort zone, and it was just a little anti-climatic (or is is climactic?).