He knew that ploy, he thought as Foreman posed his questions. Turn the tables, force introspection on someone else, point out their hypocrisy, their flaws, and that ploy usually worked. Worked on Wilson, Cuddy, Cameron, most people, actually--at least, usually, it got whoever was poking him at the time to shut up, give him enough time to escape mid-interrogation--but he played that game, knew the moves, and he wasn't about to spill his personal history just so Foreman could feel better about himself.
House waved his hand dramatically as if to physically shoo away the suggestion, and smiled insincerely. "You know me, I'm a bright, resilient little ray of sunshine. Always see the positive. One door closes, another opens." He dropped the act, switching the focus back to Foreman before he could interrupt him with a response. "Except I never walked through the same door. You think you'll be any less miserable in a place if you waltz through the back door instead of the front?" He wondered how hard he'd have to push to make Foreman admit he really was miserable. Maybe making him quit--again--wasn't that unlikely a possibility.
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Date: 2008-10-03 12:47 am (UTC)House waved his hand dramatically as if to physically shoo away the suggestion, and smiled insincerely. "You know me, I'm a bright, resilient little ray of sunshine. Always see the positive. One door closes, another opens." He dropped the act, switching the focus back to Foreman before he could interrupt him with a response. "Except I never walked through the same door. You think you'll be any less miserable in a place if you waltz through the back door instead of the front?" He wondered how hard he'd have to push to make Foreman admit he really was miserable. Maybe making him quit--again--wasn't that unlikely a possibility.