tallboys and recess

i went to the liquor store today...i was craving beer...just the other night someone mentioned tallboys to me and of course i hadn't had one of them since chicago...not that i could get old style in tallboys out here on the coast, but it did get me thinking about hops and barley swimming around happily in my skull, destroying every brain cell they came across...the entire liquor store experience would have been alright except for the fact that the girl behind the counter is always working when i am buying and she has a strange fascination with the weather...usually she comments on days that i like...if it is an overcast day she will say 'enjoy the weather' in a sarcastic tone...conversely, if it is warm and sunny (the type of day i do not enjoy) she will express regret for not being able to share it...this is not polite conversation, she is truely obsessed with the weather...and most days i agree with her because she is very nice and i do not want to rock the boat...but today i replied truthfully...it was a cold, rainy day and she said, "try and enjoy the day"...i replied, "i like overcast days like this"...and i said it sincerely...she replied, "that is the saddest thing i have ever heard"...she did not reply in that manner because of what i said, but how i said it...and that is what hurt...i was trying to make conversation, and open up a little and i ended up unintentionally making her sad...i could not fake my way through this conversation, and she could immediately perceive the melancholy in my tone...it seems that over the course of my entire life, i have caused sadness and conflict by simply existing...my intentions are almost always good but in any situation my sheer presence causes sadness...also, every time i am in the liquor store i seem to be wearing the same pants...that makes me uncomfortable...if only i could convince people of my true benevolent intentions, and occasionally remember to change my pants...life would be bliss...