Needs

Man, it's weird when you dissect conversations sometimes. Like, if you try and figure out what message the sender was trying to send, and what was received and then infer what the sender was hoping to get from the transaction. I had a couple of conversations today where I wasn't conversing, rather I was talking and being talked to. A great disconnect. A waste of time. No one is heard or understood. Frustrations mount. I don't like when that happens, whether I am the person doing it or the person to whom it is being done.
In other news, I went to Extra Foods to pick up some tasty tidbits for tomorrow's wine tasting (a coworker scoffed at me, inferring the term 'wine tasting' was a misnomer and insinuated I was going to get trashed and... yeah, I guess he's got my score) and as I was looking for the antipasto I came across a can of "Drunk Beets". Really. Drunk beets. Drunk beats.
I feel vaguely sad right now and I'm not sure why.