An unfortunate convo.
I’m talking to this coworker about people we used to work with more than 10 years ago – in other words, often we’ve forgotten more than we recall, so it’s more fun to talk about that you’d think.
Then, we hit upon (he brought it up) people who didn’t like him. I think everybody -who’s honest can relate to the feeling of wanting to get on with coworkers, maybe not have them love you but ya know, not dislike you, right?
Now, I’m trying to think of how I can back-peddle.
‘Ya know?…Ya know?…Like…’
He now realises he looks like a puss and tries to play it off like he was joking and exaggerates a pout.
‘——- Cos we don’t like the same things.’
‘Yes, we do.’ He’s right.
‘Well, not really.’ He’s married.
‘Yes, we do.’
Sigh. ‘Will you be my best friend?’