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Small talk.

I have come to realize that I hate almost all small talk. Whether it be with friends, co-workers, or a man I am standing next to in line at the local fast food joint. It is just being dishonest. I am a sorta deep person, and I don't like to say, "Great thanks." when someone asks me how I am doing...If I am not doing great!

The reason I say this is becaue a gal I work with seems to think we are good friends, and I don't know her at all. Everytime we pass I say, "Hello." and she replies with, "Hey, Chase! (then into a huge story) Man my memory is bad! I am stripping the film here and I can hardly remember what to do! You know what it is like not being able to ..." and she continues. When I am at work I am typically busy, and I don't like to be bugged...Not by anyone. Even if my love calls in she usually gets a pretty short amount of time on the phone before I say, "So did you need anything or?...".

Either way, I have found the best method is to just keep walking.

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