Conversational McNuggets

Some people are so painfully slow to talk to. So much so, that you’d think you were talking to a Chick McNugget instead.

You know the type of person I’m talking about – the type where you can literally hear the sands of time passing through their ears while they try to grasp the general gist of whatever it was you were just trying to relate to them. It’s one of those looks in the eye that reminds one of a D student trying to work out complex Calculus calculations inside their head.

Every time you try and initiate a conversation with them, it’s like you’re suddenly sucked into the pages of a John Steinbeck novel! You’re trying to figure out what they would like to order for lunch, and they’re talking about tending rabbits.

It’s almost painful to watch as you see them struggling with the most basic of concpets, it’s like staring into the eyes of a euthanized puppy – you almost want to put them out of their misery with the business end of a shovel.

Honestly, I would get more intellectually stimulating conversation out of the ‘Egg Plant Parmesan’ that I had for lunch.