I Really Do Not Like Small Talk

In fact I am quite miserable at it.

This is a problem with self-awareness, friends. You COULD be having a perfectly lovely time, but then you are in a car with your friend on the way to a Venezuelan restaurant, and your friend is talking and you are mmm-hmmmming when you suddenly have one of this out of body moments and you think:

Crap-daggity dog, brother. SAY SOMETHING! 

What happens then, of course, is I can't think of ANYTHING to say, and I'm also distracted  from the listening as well.

I don't think my friend noticed. He was driving and the GPS was talking to him and there was some kind of parking involved, and the awkward empty speech bubble dissolved.

But small talk. Yeah. Not. So. Much.

I have friends, but since I'm new around here, they aren't that close to me. So the result is that we end up just blabbing about basketball or work (no not too many people in the shop today) or tourists and other non-things.

This is not something I am interested in doing. I have "Angst and Political Unrest" as my default setting.

However. As I'm 42 now, I've found you've got to figure out who can handle that shit.

Well, tomorrow I've got a new project going. Got to start it anyway. Angst etc.