Wednesday, August 15, 2012


Here are two things I hate in conversations: people talking mostly about their illnesses (usually older people, touched on this in a previous post) and people continuously talking about themselves and not listening to you or being interested in you.

Recently we lunched in a very nice steak restaurant with friends and family. On the way back, Peter asked me to summarize the event (something we usually do) and I said the food was very good. He agreed.

Would have been nice for the person we invited for lunch to at least thank us. That's the third thing I hate.