I learned that when people I barely know come up to me and tell me excruciatingly personal shit about themselves, it makes me very uncomfortable, and today it just wore me out.
Try being a bar tender or a gas station attendant...
OR a fuckin therapist I know i know, i get paid to do all this crap and i choose to work as a therapist and all that nonsense but FOR FUCKS SAKE don't fuckin bother me with your crappy teenage angst suicidal bullshit - just leave! me! the! fuck! alone so i can do my homework ;D
The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing in the right place, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
like those lil' solid easter egg things that line your throat with funky stuff...their bad news. My dog got into as batch of them a few weeks back and was shitting slurpee style for days, lucky the aluminium foil wrappers provided some fibre