Are you paying attention?

I hope not, unless it's the type that pays its
complementary way; ignorance is the bliss
I sit it when I'm somewhere new, for as a 
place ages with respect to me, I feel the 
attention as a deduction: you watch for 
the schadenfreude, once you're convinced
that the object will only provide the pleasures
of its own pain; perhaps this is what the 
behavioral economists mean when they 
talk about confirmation bias; but is it 
mine or yours?