answer people with a kick to the crotch?
Every day I'm bombarded with questions from people I don't know.
"How's it going?"
"Hey what's up?"
"Are you having a good day today?"
"Hey what's new?"
I'm tired of being interrogated by strangers. Why don't they leave me the hell
alone? Nobody cares how my day is going, really. If they did, they'd
follow up with more than a contrived giggle or a half-assed shrug. I hate the
question "how's it going?" How's what going? My day? Shitty. I keep
getting harassed by people asking me "how's it going?" Another question that
bugs me is "What are you doing?" I could be sitting down at a desk, and it
doesn't matter how obvious it is that I'm busy, I still get asked.
What the
hell does it look like I'm doing? What do they expect me to say?
"Oh, I was just sitting here with my thumb up my ass, waiting for you to ask me
what I was doing.
In fact, let's just stand here and piss away 3 minutes of our lives talking in
unclear ambiguous terms about how our day is, what we did five
minutes ago, and what we plan on doing five minutes from now."
I'm not a poor sport. If people want to play mind games with me, then I'm
willing to play. Sometimes I'll ask people how it's going, just to see if they
have a unique response. So far, I've heard good, great
and pretty good. Doesn't anyone tell
the truth any more?? Every single one of them: liars
. They think they can fool me with their smug grin? They can't. I
know better. I know that they're all depressed and miserable.
Regardless, I have to give them credit.
They know that
they're all going to die some day. So I don't know why everyone's always so
happy all the time. Why don't they stop trying to fool themselves and admit
that they're having a shitty day, and every other day has been shitty, and
every day in the foreseeable future WILL BE SHITTY. Every day is shitty,
and there's nothing you can do about it. Even if they do admit that their
day is shitty, nobody will care. That's because nobody ever cares. They're
all greedy bastards, out to kick you in the crotch the second you blink.
The next time you ask someone how their day is going, expect, no, DEMAND a
response. Don't settle for good. Demand the truth.
Make them admit that they're having a shitty day, and then do your best to make
it worse.
300,954 people now limp because they asked me how I was doing.
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