I was terrible at small talk. One minute of friendly banter, doable. Two minutes of surface convo, pushin' it. Three minutes+, something heinously awkward is about to go down.
"I don't even know why I said that! Why do I try to act like I'm normal when I'm totally not!?" I threw my hands up half-laughing to Jimmy after meeting his coworker. I said something I would never say in an attempt to look cool.
Jimmy knew I tried to meet people where they were by changing who I was. He never said a word and loved me just the same.