Blomquist went on and on about his pet interests. Vitamins. Diets. Exercise regimes. Origami. His mind could be relied upon to dart off into the most curious byways–and dwell there for hours, exhausting the possibilities of whatever subject it had alighted upon.
Alexander McCall Smith, The Man with the Silver Saab, p. 37
Oh man, I’ve run into people like that. I usually last about 5min and then just leave…
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Interestingly, because this is an Alexander McCall Smith novel, Varg is too kindhearted to move Blomquist to another department. He patiently puts up with the babble, and starts to find grains of insight among the chaff.
But we all gotta find our own limits.
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