I hate when people start talking to me and then expect me to carry the weight of the conversation.

At the gym, that guy who practically held me hostage until I gave him my name called me out... by name (again) and hammered me with questions, rapid fire... "How are you? How was your workout? How busy was the gym today?" It was as though he's been working on these questions for weeks and saving them for the moment he encountered me. The thing is, I go out of my way to avoid him, but today I let my guard down and didn't see him coming.

I had no idea what to say so I gave one-word answers. As he was about to go on, I said, "have a nice day" and quickly walked away only to find myself being blocked by an overweight woman with a gigantic breast size taking up all the room to get by as she filled her water bottle from the dispenser. She kept staring at me; I don't know why. Maybe she thought I was staring at her...