The people I gravitate to are those who are volleying around
hypothetical Chuck Klostermans (Would you rather spend 3 months in Paris or 5 minutes on the moon?), not those talking about their job. I'm sure your job is super, but I'd rather know about your favorite museum dioramas.
I have a devastatingly low threshold of tolerance for homophobia, conspiracy theories, anyone who uses "feminist" as an epithet, and misplaced apostrophe's.
I won money on Cash Cab.
This is the funniest 18 seconds on the Internet.