Listening. I have always considered myself to be a quiet person. All through school I rarely spoke up because I worried other people would think my ideas weren't worth sharing. Since I flew under the radar, my teachers, classmates, neighbors, and complete strangers often shared information, either intentionally or not, that they probably should've kept to themselves. Over the past thirty-two years I have honed my listening skills to ninja-like perfection and would happily lend you an ear, Jason, if you needed career advice or wanted my perspective on some skank who abused your fame and broke your heart. Fortunately for me, my self-confidence has grown by leaps and bounds since high school and now I have no qualms about speaking my mind. Of course, this also means that I can be an expert interrupter at times. I guess I spent so much time keeping my thoughts to myself that sometimes now I struggle to keep my mouth shut. I'll try my best not to stop you mid-sentence, Jason, even if what I have to say is so vital and insightful that I may burst if I don't share it with the world. Besides, the blame will fall squarely on your shoulders, my friend, if I strain a muscle while zipping my lips. I'll be sure to send you the doctor's bill.
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