MeatPilot

Pfft that was illegal 9 months ago.

And since this is America.

“Take on 500k in student loan debt.”

Me sliding the straw in and out of a McDonald’s cup my urethra.

I’m not sure if I should be labeled as an introvert or not. I just hate small talk and don’t really care to get to know people unless they interest me. Not many people interest me, because I find people just bitch about the same things or the only thing they have to talk about is sports team, weather, or TV thing.

People who say I’m quiet, just don’t know I hate talking to them. I won’t shut up around the 2-3 people I actually like. I never had a problem throwing myself into social settings or just conversing with strangers. I’m typically the one coordinating people to get together.

I’m either the less introvert of the introvert group or maybe I’m a sociopath?

Anyhow I shut down conversations like OP all the damn time, just because I don’t want to talk to that person in particular or I’m in a hurry.

Lifts-Her-Tail Certainly not, kind sir! I am here but to clean your chambers.

Crantius Colto Is that all you have come here for, little one? My chambers?

Lifts-Her-Tail I have no idea what it is you imply, master. I am but a poor Argonian maid.

Crantius Colto So you are, my dumpling. And a good one at that. Such strong legs and shapely tail.

Lifts-Her-Tail You embarrass me, sir!

Crantius Colto Fear not. You are safe here with me.

Lifts-Her-Tail I must finish my cleaning, sir. The mistress will have my head if I do not!

Crantius Colto Cleaning, eh? I have something for you. Here, polish my spear.

Lifts-Her-Tail But it is huge! It could take me all night!

Crantius Colto Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.

Lifts-Her-Tail My goodness, that’s quite a loaf! But how ever shall it fit my oven?

Crantius Colto This loaf isn’t ready for baking, my sweet. It has yet to rise.

Lifts-Her-Tail If only we could hurry that along. How would I accomplish such a task?

Crantius Colto Oh, my foolish little Argonian maid, you must use your hands.

Lifts-Her-Tail You wish me to kneed the loaf? Here?

Crantius Colto Of course.

Lifts-Her-Tail But what if the mistress catches me? Your loaf was meant to satisfy her appetite.

Crantius Colto Don’t fret, my delicate flower. I’ll satisfy the mistress’s cravings later.

Lifts-Her-Tail Very well, but I’m afraid my oven isn’t hot enough. It could take hours!

Crantius Colto Plenty of time, my sweet. Plenty of time.

To be fair they never did put much thought into plausible living arrangements. They had an old guy just hanging out in a cave, no bed, no supplies. Just a sword and a couple torches.

At least you have hands! I had to get my fabricated from the town blacksmith.

For those of who worked at certain restaurants, you might have experienced a dedicated group of 75+ friends and yes they do meet at the same place everyday. In fact when we were closed they’d camp outside in the parking lot in lawn chairs.

The exact same group of geriatrics… every single day. Honestly it was sad to see one missing and not come back because you knew why.