You're mid-sentence about why your flight got cancelled when your coworker interrupts with a story about *their* flight. You try again. They're already three sentences into a tangent about airport nachos. You open your mouth. They're now doing a full impression of the gate agent. You close your mouth. By the time they finish, you've forgotten what you were saying, and somehow you're now helping them troubleshoot their suitcase lock while they never did learn why you missed the wedding.