There’s a fairly awkward moment that happens quite frequently to me, as if the universe has decided to make me uncomfortable as often as possible. Typically, this encounter takes place when I’m meeting new people be it at a party, a concert, or just standing in line. I strike up a conversation with someone and we begin to share about life. Sometimes it seems like we’re becoming friends. Naturally, we’re making one another laugh and finding points of interest to converse on.
But then it happens. Inevitably, it’s the same thing every time.