I had an appointment with my doctor this morning for a checkup, and after he'd gone over all of my stuff (barring accidents, acts of God, and jealous wives, I should live a few more years, at least!) we stood outside of the exam room and talked a bit.
We always chat for a minute, but he was particularly talkative today while he was filling out my prescriptions. He suddenly stopped and looked at me kind of strangely. He said:
"Wow, I've just told you a lot about myself today! That's more than I've ever told. How did you do that? You should become a policeman or detective. I just wanted to tell you things. Is that normal?"
How did I do what? Maybe I have a nice face? Maybe the girl who does my eyebrows makes me took perpetually interested in whatever people are saying? I don't know, but he acted like he thought I had somehow tricked him into telling me his life story! It was kind of funny, but I thought it was nice.
I hope people feel comfortable telling me things.