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My people avoidance is mostly of those seemingly addicted to peddling victimhood drama stories with little to no opportunities for volley. One of my wife's sisters is worst case.
endless + no escape = someone please beat me to death
But they're seemingly everywhere, anymore.
I think part of it is due to my advancing age, such that quality moments have become more precious, so "Hmmm, there's a good chance I'm dying in my sleep tonight, so surely there's something better to do than listen to someone else wax endlessly woe-is-me...."
Of course, that's rather silly, as if there's no afterlife, wasting time now doesn't matter because they'll be no one left to mourn having wasted time, and if there is an afterlife, well, then one still has time to shrug off such while becoming busy with the next whatever.
Nevertheless.... <coughs>
I try to avoid internal meetings at work at all cost.
This person who's on top of the chain basically the head of the biggest department can sit for hours on meetings. I admire how he can do it but he also must realize that time wasted sitting on meetings won't ever come back