Three Bullets Max in Standup — Novels Lose the Room — Sep 05

Three Bullets Max in Standup sounds like a micro-optimization until you are on Line 1 when the carriage smells faintly of hotpot from someone's lunch box.

A taxi driver who refused small talk until I mentioned food once missed the last metro by thirty seconds and learned new vocabulary from myself. The fix took less time than telling the story.

Try this once: write the rule on your phone lock screen for three days. If it survives, it is yours.

Your mileage may vary.