Do any of you ever find yourself telling a pointless lie? I did, this morning.... I walked into work this morning and as usual made my way to the kitchen to make breakfast (three slices of toast). Our office doesn't have many people in it, maybe 12, and of those 12 people I struggle to have general chit chats with maybe 4 of them. When I say "struggle to have general chit chats" I mean the conversation usually goes something like.... Me: Morning Them: Morning **pause** Me: So................... Me (again): How was your evening? Them: Yeah, good. Yours? Me: Yep, not bad. **pause** **pause** Me: So................. **pause** Me and them: So what you been up t.......... **the talking stops because we are speaking at the same time** **Toast is ready, I leave the kitchen** Anyway, the first person to join me in the kitchen was a colleague who conversations are easy with. He told me about him being tired today as his young son woke him up very early asking to watch TV etc etc etc. A nice story. He left the kitchen. Next up was a colleague who falls into the 'struggle to have chit chats with' category. The conversation started with the usual So's and How was your evening... etc etc. But today was a different day for me. Today I refused to find myself in one of those awkward morning chats. Determined to avoid it I found myself retelling the nice story from above, but as if it happened to me and my young daughter. Don't ask me why I thought this was a good idea. I just couldn't help it. I was desperate and would have done whatever it took to have a "proper" conversation. My mouth was on auto pilot, and as I had started I now had to finish. Anyway, my colleague found what was now 'my story' amusing and responded well. We had a good healthy morning conversation, for once. I walked towards the open kitchen door relieved. But as I walked through it I noticed that my other colleague, the real owner of the story, was at the photocopier half a yard from the kitchen and well within ear shot of the conversation. I looked at him, smiled, picked up a slice of toast and took a bite, and carried on walking to my desk. Ashamed. Is it just me who does this sort of thing sometimes??