Small talk is pretty much the bane of my existence. A long time ago(not that long ago) when you told me something along the line of I was going to have to talk to people, for a second I thought "Whelp, I guess that's the end of my Steemit journey, it's been real peeps" but then I tried it, and it's getting easier the more I practice.
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Small talk serves a purpose, I suppose. When it's coming from all directions and it seems to be the only way people communicate, I can feel the screws start coming loose inside my head. I don't know why it bugs me. Someone needs to throw me a curve ball. I get so bloody bored hitting home runs.
If you carry around a baseball bat at all times, the small talk might get more interesting.. "Why do you have a bat?" "Eww I don't have a bat, those are basically flying rats" "A baseball bat" "Ohh that. So I can beat people who annoy me with useless small talk"
I got pulled over once. I had a baseball bat behind my seat. The cop asked me what the baseball bat is for. I said, "Baseball."
Cops must think there's all kinds of baseball leagues they aren't invited to lol