Like what stuff?

Uh, complimenting me is right out. The best you can do is be interested, but not, like, creeper interested. No great memory for things I did in the past. Don't remember the last time you saw me...I don't remember you from before. You're weirding me out.

Just keep animated, engaged, mostly non-committal and away from hot-button topics, and especially don't ask about my family. Because I will tell you, and then you will have to react.

Let's argue about movies instead.

Uh, complimenting me is right out.

Huh. I almost never compliment a woman on her looks. I'm not really sure why, but something about it seems wrong. Maybe it's because you're born with your looks and can't do a whole lot about them.

OTOH, I often compliment women on their smarts. Or if a woman wore something sexy to please me, I'll tell her how great it looks on her.

I dunno. I think my brain is just wired weird.

I can haz job. Details later.

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