During the evening, I attended a ball in France surrounded by highly influential people. I spoke to many attendees, each with different attitudes, but only one would catch my attention.

I leaned against the wall of the ballroom sipping whisky, observing the scene before me. The many people who had approached me all shared one annoying trait - they bragged excessively. Their attitudes were unbearable, and I would have left if someone hadn't approached me so suddenly.

A woman noticed me standing alone in the corner. Finding it odd, she walked over with a slight smile. "Hey, I assume you're the guest of honor everyone's talking about. What are you doing here and not out there with everyone else?" she asked with genuine curiosity. Her tone suggested she wondered why a man like me would stand alone away from the crowd.

When I didn't answer and just continued looking straight ahead while sipping my whiskey, she sighed. "Hey, you know ignoring people is rude," she said in a slightly teasing manner. I shook my head dismissively. She shrugged but maintained her smile. "Well, I tried. I hope you enjoy the event - you seem really nice," she added, the last sentence laced with subtle sarcasm that finally caught my attention. I looked at her and scoffed with a smirk. "There you got it. Now isn't it fun to talk to someone?"