Today I can run a mile in about 6 minutes , which in the grand scheme of athletic things is n't all that fast , but compared to the sloth - like pace back in 6th grade I ' ve come a long ways . And in my perpetually dissatisfied view of my athletic self I still yet have a ways to go . Let 's make this clear though - everybody has a limit .

A: Why is the writer starting to run regularly ?

Irate Customers . Do you spit in their eye or swallow your pride ? Do you listen to the problem patiently , not interrupting , and then offer a solution ? or Do you butt in , argue the toss , and stand your ground ?

A: What might happen if the writer decides to spit in the customer 's eye ?

It occurred to me that he really does n't care about me , regardless of my namesake . I ca n't remember the last time he called me . Oh well .... he has his own life , I suppose , and it 's not like I have some big connection to him anyway . After all the time I spent trying to contact him , I realize ( once again ) that he really does nt care about me . In the last few years , I have developed a very dark view of human nature .

A: What may happen to me before I noticed he did n't care about me ?

I called my mother this morning and asked her to take a message for any phone calls that I may that were not work releated . A simple thought came to my mind and its the fact that I will be going into a seculusion yet again .. yet maybe not . I never fully did it without talking to someone and that person has always been around . I suppose that person will be around yet again .. or at leat a designated " driver " type deal .

A:
Why would the narrator be choosing to go into seclusion ?