Reasons I Don't Do Smalltalk

There are many. This is one of them.
Wednesday of the second week of running Grumpy & The Dreaded One's Little Cafe Of Awesome. A guy comes in just before closing and asks for a large latte. I remember him from last Wednesday and while I'm cleaning I ask him how his day has been. He says good, I just finished work and now I'm waiting for my person across the road because I do counseling here one day a week.
Across the road is a drug and alcohol rehab center.
"Oh," I say, "Really? That must be interesting."
"Sorry?"
"Is that what you do for a living?"
"What?"
"Are you a counsellor?"
"No no -  I'm not a counselor. I'm getting counseling."