Why I Hate Small Talk

You know, it's just so... fluffy. Like a fluffy, awkward, conversation-ending pit of doom. "How's the weather?" No. Just, no. "How's the family?" Ugh, really, how's the family? "Just the usual, thanks." The usual? The usual? Is that even a thing?

And don't even get me started on "What do you do?" "I'm a therapist." "Oh, really?" Yeah, really. I'm a therapist. Like it's not obvious from the couch I'm sitting in.

Small Talk is the Devil

So, if you're here for small talk therapy, you're probably in the wrong place. But hey, at least you're here, right? Right?