I can now do small talk. That is a victory for me, yet anything beyond that is still, well, beyond me. I am never the initiator. I need something to start the conversation. Stuff on the break room TV, something I overhear, or the always viable "I hate this fucking job, and the shits that come here."
I have been there for over five years now. Truth is, that after a year or so, no one will really give you a chance if you don't fit in. That year leeway is because you are the new comer and that you fit in that group.
Despite the not fitting in, and the repetitive mindless chit chat, I still like being around others in a limited sense. Large crowds make me incredibly uncomfortable, to the point of freaking the hell out.