Naturally, I don't really want to know. But that question gets asked thousands of times a day by people just like me who don't really care how the heck you really are. Which makes one wonder why we even bother to ask. Why not just stop at "hi" - or "hello" for the more formal out there. After all, what do we really do armed with the information that the person we just encountered is fine. Or good maybe. Or perhaps they'll say lousy but we know they're really being sarcastic. Of course, if we truly detect that lousy is an honest assessment of how they are, we can use that information to run as fast as we can the other way just in case they may look to us for some desperate measure of help. Yes, there is that benefit - but on the other hand, we probably never would have learned of their despair if we hadn't asked in the first place. So again, why bother?
There are those who don't inquire as to how we are but instead wonder "what's going on". This is a tricky one. The standard response of course is "not much" or "same ol' same ol'". But unlike "fine", which implies that life is generally going along as it should, what does "not much" really say about us? One could say they're fine until they're blue in the face and still feel okay about themselves. Say not much is going on for too long and maybe you'll realize you need to get a life! I think I prefer to be asked how I am.
The obligatory follow up to hello has become so ingrained in our society that I'm afraid we couldn't simply drop the practice just like that. The pregnant pause following "hi" would likely render an uncomfortable chuckle as passing greeters quickly look the other way and move on. Maybe the moment could be filled with more meaningful inquiries such as "where did you buy those pants?" or "was that your wife I saw last night at Durty Nellie's?" The possibilities are limitless. In fact, I encourage - no, dare - you to ask the next person you greet some more meaningful question. Something that tells them you really are interested in how they respond.
As for me, I'm fine.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
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Sorry I took so long to respond, but I just woke up after reading the 19th paragraph of your rambling. So, how are you? Anyway, I tend to be a little more direct. In fact, I saw this nice little young (yes female) financial analyst the other day and as she smiled, I simply said: "hey nice ass", and she conveniently said "thanks!" Of course, I failed to mention that she is deaf but can read lips and naturally assumed I was referring to her diligence in financial reporting on the balance sheet in my comment regarding her assets. Nonetheless, I enjoy being friendly.
Did you ask if her mattress had lie-ability?
We were just lying around when she fostered a Stearn look. Actually, it was a firm Sealy gaze. . . something like Ted Simmons with his catcher's mask on. It was like she was foaming or something. I immediately chose to Spring up and noticed she had an inner beauty while she rested, and then her face was plush. I do admit she had good posture, but bad breath, so I offered her a Sert-a.
I think you're lying. In fact, I challenge you to support your facts. I don't think your claims hold water.
Tempur, Tempur. I was just providing the foundation for my argument.
Personally I think you're full of sheet. In fact, you've blanketed this blog with nonsense. I'm afraid it's awash in worthless commentary.
I'm bedding that you've run out of jokes, while I'm padding myself on the back.
You're right. Anything else I right will be just fluff.
Good, I didn't want to flip you off.
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