Then there’s this. You get a phone call from a friend you
haven’t talked to in a while. He wants to know how you are doing but before you
can even answer begins a long winded monologue about his sciatica, his lousy
job, his terrible next door neighbor and something about the government.
Eventually he stops to breathe and you have a chance to talk
about your cats or your art work or your hernia, but before you can finish he
interrupts, “I know exactly what you’re talking about. The very same thing
happened to me,” and he’s off and running again.
You realize the only way to get a word in edgewise is to
talk over the friend. But he just starts talking louder and you talk louder and
pretty soon the two of you are having a shouting match.
Well, that’s not working so you try the opposite approach
and say nothing, just throwing in an occasional “yes” or “I know” to let him
know you’re still alive. After a while even that gets tiring and you go stone
cold silent.
Finally the friend recognizes that you are not agreeing with
him about the high cost of his hip replacement and the jerk who cut him off on
the way to Publix. Taking a concerned tone for the first time in the
conversation, he asks:
“You’re not saying much today. Are you feeling ok?”
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