I never get bored, and I don't really understand how people feel that way so often. I find that I am interested, or at least amused, by the things and people around me every single day.
I had an unusual exchange with a man today in a waiting room for a walk in clinic. After a series of 3 waiting rooms (aside: not too sure how waiting in one room, then waiting in another room, then waiting in another room is at all efficient), I found myself alone with a 40-something year old man who I presume was a recent immigrant to Canada based on his English language proficiency and the conversation we had.
After mumbling to himself for a few minutes, he turned to me:
Man: "Do you know what my first word of English was when I moved here?"
Me: Awkward pause. "No?"
Man: "Hurt."
Things got more strange after that, but that's all you get.
