On being interesting

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This weekend, somebody asked me a question I’ve always struggled to answer: “So what do you do for fun?”

The question was simple and could easily be tackled with a straight-up honest answer. But somehow, for reasons I think I already know but haven’t had the audacity to verbalize until now, my mind goes blegh especially if the one asking is a guy. Whether I like the guy or not, I always take the question as an invitation to sell myself, to tell him that despite this semi-hideous (hehe) facade, I am interesting.

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