The Fine Art of Conversation
Him: How’re you doing? Methinks: Okay, still don’t know who this is. Quick, try to find out!Mesays: I’m fine. How’re you? What are you doing here?
Him: I came here for an interview at XXZZ. Methinks: That name means nothing to me. Who are you? Mesays: Oh, that’s nice. It’s just behind my office.
Him: Oh? Where do you work? Methinks: Hey wait, he looks like that guy from the University. N-something. Mesays: O&M.
Him: That’s where Piyush Pandey is, right? Methinks: And he knows about advertising.Mesays: Yeah.
Him: So, what do you do? Methinks: Shit. Whatshisnamewhatshisname? N-… N? Mesays: I’m a writer. A copywriter.
Him: You look it. Methinks: Pardon? Mesays: Pardon?
Him: The pencil in your hair. Methinks: Oh. Mesays: Oh.
Him: So, how are your folks?
Methinks: Nope, not the guy from the University then. Mesays: They’re fine.
Him: And your brother? Tejas, isn’t it? Methinks: WTF? Who is this dude? Mesays: Yes. He’s good. He’s studying engineering.
Him: Oh great… Well, this was nice, but I have to rush. Methinks: Ohthankgod! Mesays: Yeah, me too.
Him: I’ll see you around. Methinks: Neil! No, wait, that was the University guy. Aaaargh. Mesays: Yup. Bye then.