How's Seattle?

When it comes to making polite conversations, I have a disease.

I'm either really good at it or I suck at it.

I am in the process of making new friends in Seattle, and when introduced to one, I effortlessly make small talk, "accidently" spill a drink on my dress and move on. There are times when I assume that I'm going to hate or already hate the person I'm being introduced to. Even then I manage to make the hated believe I love them.

It's when I have to make small talk with people I've known differently earlier that I'm terrible. If I know them well enough, I should already know how they are doing, and how the weather is where they live! If i ask, then this is exactly what it is... unmeaningful small talk.

I don't know what I hate more...
1. Me doing the small talk
2. The small talk itself
3. The other party so knowingly playing a part in the small talk

For all I care, the glaciers in downtown Seattle are getting bigger!