That’s why I cannot talk to you.Do you wonder why we don’t communicate well to each?Maybe why we miscommunicate?Maybe why all your conversations have zero point or meaning?
Here’s a little example: I’ve caught on by now so I’m just amusing myself at this point.
What’s for breakfast, I say?
You say, you staying out of the rain?
Happy Valentines Day, I conclude.
I get it.You’re in your own world.That’s where you’ll always remain.Can’t you even look at our office manager when she tells you Have a Good Christmas?Nice seeing the back of your head.Don’t wanna chit chat.And neither do I.
Learn how to get up in the person’s face and make them talk to you sanely. that would be a crack up. Then, write about what happens here?
This is what it’s all about.
It’s work, not a kickball team. Caring is optional.
Your writing says you don’t wanna chitchat, but your tears say you do.
Pretty sure this is about my last boss. Woman couldn’t read more than a paragraph at a time and maintain comprehensive. Every conversation ended in “oooh, shiny!”