How are you? I’m asking, honestly, because I have nothing better to do. I’d rather be home to tell you the truth but I can’t so I guess I’ll start a conversation with you. If you decide to brush me off, which you often do, I will go over to the next person and say "whatcha doin’". Slightly different and hoping for a slightly different answer, I will wait patiently to reply though I don’t really care what you’re doing and I would much rather you ask me a question so that I don’t accidentally say something stupid. More than likely, I won’t answer you because, why would I? I don’t want to reveal things about myself and I’ve already stated I don’t want to be here. Mentally. So you didn’t hear that. But it was implied when I said ‘I’m doing great.’ Didn’t you get it? No? Well I’m not. Doing great that is. I’m actually kind of peeved that I’m still here and you're still talking and that I can’t focus on you because your friend is behind you and I like him more. A lot more. And the fact that in my head I’m wondering why I didn’t choose to speak to him instead. And the fact that he looked offended when I said ‘Hi . . . ’ in that voice that says ‘I seriously don’t remember your name’ as if I didn’t tell everyone when we met that I can’t remember names too well but I try to . . . sometimes. Anyway. It’s rude that he didn’t reply and you just continued with your story that I wasn’t listening to you start and now that you’re halfway through and listing names that I don’t remember, I definitely don’t understand. I mean I may know the people you're talking about but I don’t remember the names. As I said. But you, probably don’t remember. And seeing as how you’re friend left, judgy as he was and seeing as how I care not about your feelings on the matter, I think I’ll go because as I said, I didn’t want to be here to begin with but because you didn’t hear me say any of this, I’m safe to do it all over again.