Switch

It’s a strange and awkward phenomenon, I find, when people are warm and caring when they want something from you, but cold and evasive when they decide that you are of no use to them. I often fall for their opportunistic expressions of warmth because they confuse me. I was raised to be kind to everyone unless they are irretrievably obnoxious, and even then to be polite and respectful. I don’t understand people who can switch kindness on and off again like a light in the garage. I’m wired differently.