There was one guy who never said what he meant, and his frustration at being constantly misunderstood led him to lead a solitary life. It was only when he met a girl who spoke plainly that he realised the value of his gift.
‘Excuse me, what’s the time?’
‘Time is an abstract concept.’
‘Yeah, I know that. Moron. But what time is it now?’
‘There is never enough time.’
‘Whatevs. I just want to know if I need to run for the train or not.’
‘You will get there, one way or another.’
‘Oh, duh. Don’t worry about it. I don’t need to spend my time talking with a freak who makes no sense.’
‘Words can be hurtful to some people.’
‘You are a fool.’
She walked off. He felt sad and misunderstood.
