i've had co-workers ask me if i'd like to join the lottery pool and i'd always decline. i just read in the news paper about seven co-workers who won the $315,000,000 mega millions and how there was a possible eighth person who might share as well. apparantly, that eighth person usually pitches in consistently but for some reason he wasn't at work the day they all collected for the pool. sadly, the lucky seven decided not to add that eighth person to the winnings. damn, that eighth person is probably hating life right now. i'm in the next time a co-worker asks me to join.
"I just moved here from Florida."
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
from now on, i'll be joining lottery pools
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