Life in plastic, it's fantastic

So I decided that the stupidest question ever is asking someone how they are.

because A) you really dont give a shit and you are just being nice

and B) 99.9% of the time they will answer "Im good, thanks! you?" because they are being nice too.

It doesn't matter if they have had the crappiest day ever or they just found out that the world is coming to an end.. it's the answer you can bet they will say. It's funny though like at work when I ask someone how they are just to be nice, and they give me this long ass story about how their car broke down, they found out the moon isn’t really made of cheese and a bird pooped on them several times. It kinda just blows you away because of all the line of customers up to the milk cooler just because you asked someone a simple question and they are telling you a novel. I actually laugh when customers ask me how I am and then when I say good they call me out and are like “are you really good, or are you just paid to say that?”

Honestly though, it just makes me feel really fake. For example- last week my grandpa died, so people were asking me how I was out of sympathy. But of course, the typical
"Im good!!" answer came out of my mouth…even though I wasnt good and was really upset. I didnt realize until afterwards they were asking out of kindness since my grandpa
died.. But again, did they really want to know my true feelings and do they really care or were they just being nice?

I would like to think people really cared. Maybe no one would cry. *enter really lame Nickel Back lyrics here*


It just kind of frustrates me to think about how fake the world really is. And how fake I really am. I know I’ve never been one to show my real emotions.. so Im not going to start suddenly spilling my guts after someone asks how I am.

But again... I think a certain amount of fakeness does make the world go around. Do you really always wanna hear what people honestly think about you every single time you ask?
Do you really want to listen to a stranger babble on about their day for 6 hours? I know I personally would want to stink to the bottom of the ocean and never come up if the world was that honest.

It's kinda funny though how Im talking about how I don't really want to hear about everyones day in my blog. But it's cute 'cause if you read this far that means
you really do want to hear about mine. :)

hahaha Im a bitch.
(btw it took a week but I did post again!! This is kinda a good sign js.)