The person next to me at our co-worker’s baby shower congratulated me on my quickness with a clever remark. The father-to-be has asked if there was something inside the tartan baby booties we’d picked up for them on our Scotland vacation last summer, noting how heavy they felt, and I’d answered, “Yes. Haggis.”
It feels good to make a room laugh. Everybody knows that.
But you can spend valuable energy in group looking for an opening for your next quip, energy that might better be used to listen, to reflect, to connect on a level deeper than wit.
YoRocko! 
You can? Aw, drat! But then that’s part of why I like some time alone — to get ready with possible quips, sort of “If that person says A, I’ll say A+” (or, in this case, Aye). But I’m getting distracted; it’s close to lunchtime and I love haggis! Thanks for a thought-provoking post.