Not too long ago, one of my friends was complaining to me about how a lot of his friends are constantly asking him what he thinks.
“What do you think of this sweater?”
“What do you think of my new boyfriend?”
“What do you think of the restraining order?”
He and I can talk about such things because he knows I often don’t care what he thinks. In fact, we disagree pretty often. Last year, he told me he was planning on moving to Paris and then maybe going for another graduate degree after that. I told him I didn’t think he’d actually do it and he told me to shut up.
The next time he called me on the phone, I said, “Ooh, are you at the airport? What’s the weather like? God, you’re up early!”
I did this for about six months and, since then, he hasn’t mentioned anything requiring a passport, much less Europe.
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