I hate talking about work because it’s so shallow. The boy invited me out on another one of his work outings tomorrow, at the same time that my academic friend wanted to talk about actual things of substance. What does it say about me that I’m going to cancel our discussion on structural chem to go sit around and watch the boy awkwardly talk about work at the bar instead of spend my time with someone who actually values me for an actual part (no one could handle the whole) of my personality? The boy hates how smart I am, it alienates him. He doesn’t even watch the news, I have no idea how someone could have their head so far up their ass.