I can't take it anymore, guys. I can't sit here and pretend that I like chatting anymore. Don't get me wrong--I like TALKING. Like, about stuff. With friends and loved ones.
But I estimate that I waste approximately 40 minutes each day being held hostage in chatting scenarios. Scenarios where the sheer volume of chatting could be limited to simply saying hello but turns into:
Them: "Hi, how are you?"
Me: "Fine, thanks, and you?"
Them: "Well, you know I'm okay except for this [problem]. [Problem problem problem!]"
Me: "That sucks."
Them: "Well, you have no idea! [Problem problem problem.] But you know what they say...[insert cliche about life here]. So I'm doing fine.
Me: "Well, that's great. See you la..."
Them: "Because, you see [repeats problem a third time] is not a good situation to be in. Have you ever had [problem]?"
Me: "No" (backing away in the hopes that this will signal my need to get back to what I was doing)
Them: "Well, I hope you never have [problem problem problem!] because let me tell you, it's not fun.
Them: "It's not fun."
Me: "I got it."
Them: "You know, when you [prob--"
Me: "I'm sorry, I have to go; my brain has exploded and my ear canals are quickly filling with blood."
Them: "Oh, okay. Well, let's chat later!"
And then like 8 minutes have passed!
I don't know about the rest of people out there, but I like to do my WORK at WORK and my CHATTING drunk at bars so that I can keep up the CHATTING!
Am I alone in thinking that economy of words is a lost art? Chatting is making me exhausted! And I can't be exhausted because I have CANCER [see previous post #2].