What is it about me that attracts people who want to talk, especially when I do not? Now, don’t get me wrong – I can hold my own in a yak-fest. Put me in social situation in a room full of strangers and in 10 minutes, someone will be telling me their life story. Maybe that skill comes from being a consultant or an internal auditor and having to ask a lot of questions to get to what you need to know. Or working for the government for decades and having to answer the phone with “good morning, you’ve reached ABC department, this is x speaking, how may I help you?” But those were my choices. Last week, my orthopedic surgeon in Mexico looked…
Categories: Argument, Modern life
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