Lil: Hey Ben: Hey Silence Silence (Five hours later) Lil: That was awesome. Ben: Fabulous. Great time.
Sounds wonderful. I've found myself caught in a situation the last few days where I am forced to sit and listen to 13 other people make uncomfortable small talk for hours at a stretch (in a jury sequester room; I would love to talk about it, but I can't yet legally do so, although I have been composing a Hubski post about the experience in my head). I am the one dude who brings a book (hooray for getting Blood Meridian read for Hubski book club!), and doesn't speak to anyone else. I think it weirds the rest of the people out, but I won't change my behavior just to not come off as weird or eccentric or disinterested. I don't know why people's mouths have to constantly be in motion to make them feel comfortable.