When I was a senior in high school my boyfriend brought his family to see me perform in the school play. It was a Terrance McNally farce where I played a vapid socialite trying to give her life meaning by throwing her money into producing a play. I spent two hours flitting around the stage babbling non-sense and having a great time. After it was over, I met up with my boyfriend and his sister and his sister’s-boyfriend, and as I received my congratulatory hugs, the sister’s boyfriend exclaimed, “I never thought you could talk that much.” After a year of attending all the same family gatherings, my boyfriend’s sister’s boyfriend had no sense of my ability to speak. Or at least speak with any volume and over the course of time. And what’s worse, I wasn’t surprised. EXPAND POST