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Ever think that them telling you "you're a good listener" was a subtle hint that it's much better for everyone when you keep your mouth shut?

Just sayin.

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No.

This is the east coast. New York. No one here is "subtle". I think it's a felony, anyway.

FACT: I generally don't talk. I type and type and type and type, but I don't talk. My land line is forwarded to a Chicago pizzeria. My cell phone is off and I look at it maybe twice a week. I "talk" to my best friend by email, and a college roommate every 2 weeks for about 30 minutes tops.

Unless I'm suffering from a manic or social anxiety or otherwise uncomfortable, I'm not talking. If I'm talking, I cannot learn. I'm obsessed with learning.

My life online does not reflect my life. Much like my typing is neat. I make nice paragraphs. Include cute pictures. Spell well. Etc. But, in my life I'm a disorganized slob and surrounded by clutter.


Honestly, girls make a big deal of my listening and seek me out because of it. Even in the rare event of going to a strip club, I tend to be the one with 1-2 strippers sitting next to him, with them going on and on and on, listening about the idiot boyfriend or how they have a problem with their mom watching the kid. I almost never buy them a drink, and I NEVER buy lapdances. But, they find me somehow and just start blabbing ... some kind or Whore-DAR, I guess.

When I used to date, I used to get all kinds of girls - especially those who had boyfriends/husbands - because I can listen to their problems for hours without end. Too bad long distance wasn't unlimited then.

Honestly, I actually like to listen. I find it fascinating, humorous and entertaining. I'm a voyeur and it's an indepth look into their lives. If they're cute and revealing intimate details, I enjoy it IMMENSELY.

And, when I do finally talk, I talk about them. So, on a more sociopathic level, I find that if I remember what they say, weave it together constructively and funnel it back to them effectively, they eat it up.

And, NOW I can keep talking and talking and they think I'm listening because I'm talking about them. And, when I'm talking about me, she'll call it: "Sharing" ... "which so-and-so NEVER does" or so she says.