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So I go into the bathroom this morning, step up to the urinal and proceed to take care of some buisness. Aforementioned buisness concluded I make my way to the sink for some hand washing, being the hygenic fellow that I am.
I hear a flush. I hear a stall door open. Out pops a person who works on the same floor as I do, a chatty fellow.
"Hey! How's it going", he says.
"Oh, just fine", I reply. Now this is the part where my highly conditioned conversational reflex would trigger something like, "...and how are things going with you?". Just a bit ahead of that reflex though my brain interrupted the programed script and I suddenly realized that considering where he just came from I didn't want to know how things were going with him...at the moment...silence reigned and I left the bathroom.