"You look stressed," I told him. "You should eat some chocolate. That always makes me feel better."
"Chocolate makes you feel better? I thought you eat chocolate to calm down."
"No, that's why I drink," I joked.
"I thought drinking makes you forget."
"Well sure if you drink a LOT it will make you forget. I don't drink a lot though, almost never. But honestly, sometimes I find a drink when I'm really stressed out will really help me unwind and relax."
He looked dubious. I know his religion forbids drinking, so I worried I might be making him uncomfortable. I changed the subject. "Actually another good way to de-stress is exercise. That's a lot healthier, too."
"Exercise is hard work -- but that makes you relax?"
"Sure. It gets your blood flowing, loosens up all your tense muscles and stiff joints. It's good for you." I looked out the window. It had been snowing all day today, and there was probably three or four inches collected on the ground outside. "You know what you should do, you should give it a try. You can come over to my house and shovel my driveway!"
He laughed at the suggestion. Then he commented thoughtfully, "That is probably a lot of work for you, all by yourself."
"Yes, it can be sometimes."
He shook his head at me and teased, "I told you to get married, and you asked me why. Now you see why."
But I failed to convince him to shovel my driveway, even though he's just staying in a hotel which should shovel for him... so eventually I gave up and did it myself.
Actually, that's not true. As I left the office, he asked if I needed help with my snow! What a nice guy. I thanked him but refused, and after dinner I successfully shoveled my entire walk and driveway myself. That was some heavy wet snow, too. Exhausting, but good exercise! I needed the workout, so I'm pleased with myself.