Update on Friends Who Don't Ask Questions
Since I growled about it publically, I thought I should report that when I sent an email to my second friend pointing out that our conversation didn't have anyplace else to go because he hadn't asked me any questions, and then asked if he wanted to proceed or just let the correspondence drop (at least for now), this was his response:
This isn't the greatest admission in the world, but I don't remember what I wrote. We could chalk it up to the hours, lack of sleep, etc. I like that more than thinking I'm a jerk. You're still coming down on Saturday, yes? I could ask you a couple of self-involved questions, but I don't think I will.
He then proceeded to ask half a dozen or so questions on a variety of subjects.
To be honest, I'd been contemplating not driving 200 or so miles on Saturday to see him if he was going to be entirely self-absorbed -- but his answer -- and the questions he asked -- made me feel much better. So yes, I'll be taking a road trip this weekend.
This isn't the greatest admission in the world, but I don't remember what I wrote. We could chalk it up to the hours, lack of sleep, etc. I like that more than thinking I'm a jerk. You're still coming down on Saturday, yes? I could ask you a couple of self-involved questions, but I don't think I will.
He then proceeded to ask half a dozen or so questions on a variety of subjects.
To be honest, I'd been contemplating not driving 200 or so miles on Saturday to see him if he was going to be entirely self-absorbed -- but his answer -- and the questions he asked -- made me feel much better. So yes, I'll be taking a road trip this weekend.