I'm not the smoothest guy. And he does not react well. He's polite, he says “sure”. But when I reiterate that we're hanging out for 40 more minutes (I initially forgot we had taken 20 minutes to install the rug), his real reaction comes next.
“Oh man,” he says, disappointment dripping from his voice.
Sh*t. This feels less like I'm going to make a friend and more like I just made a hostage.
After that, I try to get him to open up about himself. We talk about Denver in general, since we both live in the area. He mentions he's from Washington, and notes they have a lot of breweries up there. He's trying to connect with me, I can feel it.
Once we realized we were stuck with one another, we relaxed. I learned the following things about him in 40 minutes.