A sentence replacement or excellent listening ability will always win the speaker’s favor

If I hadn’t forgotten high school math and the desire to devote my waking hours to it, maybe I would have even started counting how many hours of sleep I lost thinking about how I could answer Dasit or Etznus in such a way that they themselves would be speechless. After the war, everyone was wise, unfortunately, the next conversation was another war, and it seemed that both tongue and brain got caught in a pretzel, and no sanity came out until it was time to rest and remember another random conversation from five years ago.

For those for whom “small talk” is a mistake, the room-filling, awkward silence is one of the biggest little terrors a person can experience on a daily basis. As an introvert, you’re happy to pass on what’s on the air to everyone else, but suddenly you’re confronted by someone who’s even more introverted than you are. The tense silence is like a giant bull getting bigger and bigger, backed into a corner, but unfortunately there’s nothing to say there either. Then all that’s left is to practice what my sister who doesn’t care about political correctness calls the Georgian Broadcasting Method – talk about everything the eye sees, what’s happening and what’s not happening around you, and hope it will dissipate the thick discomfort, which can almost be cut with a knife like a cake (at least you shouldn’t talk while eating, it’s rude).