Neighbors?

When I moved into my apartment building in May I was overjoyed by how quiet it was. For living in a old building with a lot tenants I thought this would be impossible, but often I can go a whole evening without hearing anyone. (This is quite different from dorm living)

The only thing that is strange are my neighbors... or lack thereof

I mean, I know they exist but I rarely see them. Thus my first impression of them is what I remember and how I identify them. Thus my immediate neighbors are:

Older Lady with pet birds who always wears a house coat
Angry Middle aged man with limp who has social anxiety
2 young guys who always play call of duty in their apt.
Arabic couple who are always making delicious smelling food

I don't know what I thought it would be like to live in an apartment building. But I guess I was hoping I could have at least a friendly interaction with my neighbors...

I blame sitcoms for these beliefs, such as: Friends, Three's Company, and Big Bang Theory. But as most things on television, apartment living is just not as romantic as it is presented.

My parent's at an early age instilled in me this desire to befriend those around me. Whether it was my mother who knew my coaches and their... spouses, children, family medical history before I even knew their name. Or my father, who would mortify me as a preteen, by befriending everyone sitting next to us the movie theater.

Alas I realized recently that I have this friend making behavior now too. When I recently left a store with Chad he turned to me and said, "How do you always do that?"
"What?" I replied.
"Make friends with every single person you meet?"
"What do you mean?"
"Hayden, you were just comparing favorite Thai restaurants with the store clerk who you just met 30 seconds ago"
".... and your saying this is weird"
As we get older I think we can be relieved by some ways we are not like our parents, but the majority of the time it's just not the case.

I still haven't given up on making friends with my neighbors, but since I never see them I might have to focus my befriending other people in my life; The cashier's I regularly see at favorite haunts and office employee's where I regularly go. And I will continue to embarrass others around me with my overt friendliness. I mean there are worse things to be know for right?