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Ever have people try to start talking to you about their political view and you are REALLY uninterested? I have a neighbor that every time he sees me insists since I have a degree in history that we talk history. He starts putting his political spin on everything. I have no idea where these people that claim to no so much about history get their information. It’s like there is some conspiracy theory website or book that everyone else is totally unaware of.
[quote]DickBag wrote:
I remember I went to New York on my own for a few days. I went to have breakfast, and I was eating like a mad man all happy to be alone, when all of a sudden, a nice friendly couple sat down beside me and started talking to me.
They brought up their kids, and started bragging about their kids being alter boys and in the scouts and getting good grades. Then we started talking about investments, and other stuff that I usually never talk about, that some might call boring.
It was wierd because I was only 22 and they shouldnt be talking to me like I’m 40.
It didn’t bother me. [/quote]
That wouldn’t have bothered me either… just the sheer weirdness of it would be okay…and…I’m not really that nutty at eating breakfast in a hotel by myself time…
[quote]BBriere wrote:
Ever have people try to start talking to you about their political view and you are REALLY uninterested? I have a neighbor that every time he sees me insists since I have a degree in history that we talk history. He starts putting his political spin on everything. I have no idea where these people that claim to no so much about history get their information. It’s like there is some conspiracy theory website or book that everyone else is totally unaware of. [/quote]
Politics…boring…my family insists on talking about this…
It also depends on where you are in life. If you’re 25 years old you probably don’t give a fuck about discussing parenting, but as the father of a 2 year old girl, I love hanging out with our group of parent friends with all the kids and talking about them.
But the dads are mostly cool guys, some are into lifting, MA, gaming and other good stuff, so we do talk about other things that are more “guy” oriented.
As with most things in life, it all depends on your perspective.
I make it a point to bring up the most embarassing, troubling inside joke or story in a conversation about someone who is there (that i know).
This is great fun not only for the laughs from other fun people and hopefully from the target, but because often their significant other is near and is hearing this tale for the first time.
Me and my friends are entering our 30s and a lot of us talk about buying houses, mortgages, getting married, blah, blah, blah…it happens to everyone.
I get frustrated with this type of conversation too. I hate small talk, that’s why I hate going to house parties. I just want to jab a pen in my eye when I stuck talking with someone that I don’t want to talk to.
[quote]DickBag wrote:
I remember I went to New York on my own for a few days. I went to have breakfast, and I was eating like a mad man all happy to be alone, when all of a sudden, a nice friendly couple sat down beside me and started talking to me.
They brought up their kids, and started bragging about their kids being alter boys and in the scouts and getting good grades. Then we started talking about investments, and other stuff that I usually never talk about, that some might call boring.
It was wierd because I was only 22 and they shouldnt be talking to me like I’m 40.
It didn’t bother me. [/quote]
Conversation with total strangers in random situations are usually fun, because they’re spontaneous, not forced.
[quote]pushharder wrote:
My favorite conversation catalyst is, “Do you believe in the power of love?”[/quote]
I say “Hellz Yeah! – I saw it in a video one time!”
[quote]pushharder wrote:
Sen…one of these dayz I be a-comin to the Land of Mary to go house-partyin’ with you, brother.
You just wait, it’ll happen.[/quote]
Summer months are better as the pool is open…don’t forget MP.
I shelled out 135 bucks for me and She Say to go to this school fundraiser a month ago…talk about boring conversation…I can’t even remember what I talked about…there was a goddam OPEN BAR and no line…
I got drunk and luckily found this 70 year old dude to drink with…only other non-boring conversationalist in the place.
[quote]sen say wrote:
I shelled out 135 bucks for me and She Say to go to this school fundraiser a month ago…talk about boring conversation…I can’t even remember what I talked about…there was a goddam OPEN BAR and no line…
I got drunk and luckily found this 70 year old dude to drink with…only other non-boring conversationalist in the place.[/quote]
Hey, you made the best of a bad situation, good job!
I was having a conversation with this chick I met recently and she was about as sharp as a fucking balloon. So I took advantage of her intellect a little. I was wearing this t-shirt that had a picture of Nixon on it with the words “Tan, Rested and Ready: Nixon in '12” and she asked me if I was into politics. I said yes and she asked me what I thought of the healthcare bill.
I told her I had read all 2000 pages and that I found a pork project in it that allocated about 12 billion a year over the next few years to a company called the SeaWall Corporation. She asked what it was and I told her that, after a little Internet investigation, it’s a company owned by Dick Cheney that is going to build a massive seawall around the U.S. coastline to protect from rising ocean levels due to global warming. She bought it, so I pushed the envelope a little further.
I told her that there was apparently a roadblock to the very existence of the company due to an illness Cheney had suffered. She asked what was wrong with him and I told her that he had apparently become so traumatized by the prospect of terrorist attacks that he had a debilitating mental breakdown and then had sought a radical treatment to cure his fears. She asked what the treatment was.
I told her he had undergone a medical procedure known as the Ludovico Treatment (apparently she’s never read A Clockwork Orange). I told her that a lab in New York had conducted successful experiments on rats with a drug called U0126 (this part really is true) that essentially removed the fear-based memories in rats similar to Pavlovian experiments. I had her convinced that Cheney was so desperate he underwent this procedure despite it not being designed for humans at all and that there was even a credible rumor going around that Cheney had his amygdala removed and might not make a full recovery. I explained that this is why Cheney hasn’t really been seen on the news lately. I think she bought it.
Then I tried my trusty old pickup line on her and told her that my dick had just died and if I could bury it in her ass. She didn’t buy the dead dick part.
[quote]DBCooper wrote:
I was having a conversation with this chick I met recently and she was about as sharp as a fucking balloon. So I took advantage of her intellect a little. I was wearing this t-shirt that had a picture of Nixon on it with the words “Tan, Rested and Ready: Nixon in '12” and she asked me if I was into politics. I said yes and she asked me what I thought of the healthcare bill.
I told her I had read all 2000 pages and that I found a pork project in it that allocated about 12 billion a year over the next few years to a company called the SeaWall Corporation. She asked what it was and I told her that, after a little Internet investigation, it’s a company owned by Dick Cheney that is going to build a massive seawall around the U.S. coastline to protect from rising ocean levels due to global warming. She bought it, so I pushed the envelope a little further.
I told her that there was apparently a roadblock to the very existence of the company due to an illness Cheney had suffered. She asked what was wrong with him and I told her that he had apparently become so traumatized by the prospect of terrorist attacks that he had a debilitating mental breakdown and then had sought a radical treatment to cure his fears. She asked what the treatment was.
I told her he had undergone a medical procedure known as the Ludovico Treatment (apparently she’s never read A Clockwork Orange). I told her that a lab in New York had conducted successful experiments on rats with a drug called U0126 (this part really is true) that essentially removed the fear-based memories in rats similar to Pavlovian experiments. I had her convinced that Cheney was so desperate he underwent this procedure despite it not being designed for humans at all and that there was even a credible rumor going around that Cheney had his amygdala removed and might not make a full recovery. I explained that this is why Cheney hasn’t really been seen on the news lately. I think she bought it.
Then I tried my trusty old pickup line on her and told her that my dick had just died and if I could bury it in her ass. She didn’t buy the dead dick part.
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No matter how mentally sharp (sober) or creative (drunk) I was, I wouldn’t have been able to put together a story like that. Maybe I’m just boring.
Would love to know what’s NOT boring to people here.
[quote]jo3 wrote:
[quote]DBCooper wrote:
I was having a conversation with this chick I met recently and she was about as sharp as a fucking balloon. So I took advantage of her intellect a little. I was wearing this t-shirt that had a picture of Nixon on it with the words “Tan, Rested and Ready: Nixon in '12” and she asked me if I was into politics. I said yes and she asked me what I thought of the healthcare bill.
I told her I had read all 2000 pages and that I found a pork project in it that allocated about 12 billion a year over the next few years to a company called the SeaWall Corporation. She asked what it was and I told her that, after a little Internet investigation, it’s a company owned by Dick Cheney that is going to build a massive seawall around the U.S. coastline to protect from rising ocean levels due to global warming. She bought it, so I pushed the envelope a little further.
I told her that there was apparently a roadblock to the very existence of the company due to an illness Cheney had suffered. She asked what was wrong with him and I told her that he had apparently become so traumatized by the prospect of terrorist attacks that he had a debilitating mental breakdown and then had sought a radical treatment to cure his fears. She asked what the treatment was.
I told her he had undergone a medical procedure known as the Ludovico Treatment (apparently she’s never read A Clockwork Orange). I told her that a lab in New York had conducted successful experiments on rats with a drug called U0126 (this part really is true) that essentially removed the fear-based memories in rats similar to Pavlovian experiments. I had her convinced that Cheney was so desperate he underwent this procedure despite it not being designed for humans at all and that there was even a credible rumor going around that Cheney had his amygdala removed and might not make a full recovery. I explained that this is why Cheney hasn’t really been seen on the news lately. I think she bought it.
Then I tried my trusty old pickup line on her and told her that my dick had just died and if I could bury it in her ass. She didn’t buy the dead dick part.
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No matter how mentally sharp (sober) or creative (drunk) I was, I wouldn’t have been able to put together a story like that. Maybe I’m just boring.[/quote]
Shit, that story’s nothing. Once I had this chick convinced about an even wilder story, right up until the end of it.
I told her about an article I had read in some underground newspaper in SF. I said that there was a coalition of Southeast Asian countries that had formed in order to take out some wmd-producing factories. They had cited the Bush Doctrine when they demanded that Tuvalu and the Marshall Islands allow them to use their islands as a launching point for missiles to take these factories out and that they had amassed 750,000 troops along the border of the country with the wmd factories in case the President of the country would not turn over the leaders responsible for producing these weapons.
I then told her that the CIA had heard about the formation of the coalition and that they were eager to get in on the action, so the station chief in Bangkok was told to find out where the factories were so the U.S. could hit them first.
Here’s where I might have lost her.
I told her that the CIA Station Chief found out that the targets were Phillip Morris and U.S. Smokeless Tobacco Company factories and that Vietnam had joined the coalition on the condition that they be allowed to extradite Robert McNamara and the creators of Agent Orange (this was before McNamara died). The 750,000 troops were stationed in Mexico and were fully prepared to invade and take out Obama if he didn’t provide the severed heads of Phillip Morris’ board of directors to them. She looked incredulous when I said they would consider Obama to be harboring the makers of weapons of mass destruction if he did not comply and would cite the Bush Doctrine as justification for doing so. I had to explain to her what the Bush Doctrine was, then she got up, lit a cigarette and walked away…
There’s always SOMEONE interesting to talk to, OR an attractive woman to hit on. Either will do fine. If all else fails, just start fucking with people for your own amusement (as some very good examples have been illustrated above). If there is an open bar, try to fuck someone’s wife in the broom closet. THAT will always make it interesting! (j/k about the wife part… unless you don’t KNOW that it’s someone’s wife, then it’s ok, cuz you didn’t know… I think. Unless her husband catches you… but most of the time he’ll be a big douchebag and won’t catch you, so it should be ok… I think. I don’t advocate fucking ANYONE’S spouse, unless you have their permission… in writing… that is all)