Man, the older I get, the more I detest small talk. Well, mainly when having to deal with the public.
Lately, I've been seeing how little I can get by with saying, especially when it comes to cashiers and such.
My favorite place is a c-store on the way home that is owned by Paki's. The guy who works in the evening is about as personable as a rock. The past five times through his line, I haven't said a single word, and he hasn't either.
I love it!
My favorite was when I was in a super wal-mart at 5:30 in the morning and the young black gentleman manning the register was in such a shitty mood, and that while we had a completely speechless transaction up to the point that he handed me m bag, I just had to look at him with a huge smile on my face and say "Thanks!" in the most friendly voice I could muster.
I walked away cracking up.
Other than that though, I'm going to keep trying to say absolutely nothing!
Und Du?