For some reason this morning as I'm getting ready for work, I find myself thinking about an acquaintance of mine. When I first met him, I really enjoyed him and hoped we'd become better friends. Now that I've spent more time with him, I'm getting to the point where I don't want to spend any time with him. I'm feeling a bit guilty about this because I don't like being wishy-washy. So this morning I've been trying to figure out what it is about this guy that is getting under my skin.
I think there's a few things about him that I couldn't realize right off the bat.
- One. He talks about himself...a lot. There's nothing wrong with talking about yourself. It's actually rather hard to have a conversation without doing so, but there should be a limit. Try to include others. Act as if you're interested in what they have to say as well.
- Two. He's always cracking jokes. Being funny is cute up to a point. Then there's the thought that crosses my mind after a person has only been cracking jokes for the past 2 months you've known them. "Hmm, I wonder if he is actually capable of having a serious conversation? Probably not." Not some place you want to be, I don't think.
- Three. He tells the same jokes/experiences over and over. I've only known him a little over 2 months but I've already heard the same stories a couple of times. I'm going to be rude next time and interrupt with, "yes, I've heard that one."
So I'm venting. This guy is driving me nuts. Well, not completely nuts because I don't hate him. I actually find myself feeling sorry for him. I know he doesn't have too many friends and is lonely. I know he is just insecure. And immature (at 30-something). I think I just have to come to peace with the fact he will probably be like this his whole life and console myself with the fact I won't know him that long. In the meantime, I'll just whine.
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