Mandingo
Shared on Thu, 04/17/2008 - 08:35I really don’t give two shits how you are, I was just being nice
There’s always got to be one of these people…you ask them how they are and they freaking tell you. It’s like that Rosanna Danna chick.
YOU: Hi Fred, how are ya?
FRED: Oh, golly gee. My arthritis is acting up, my cat shat in my shoe this morning, I went to have cereal for breakfast and there was only half a bowl left in the box.
YOU: Oh, That’s to bad Fred. Well have a good….
FRED: and then my car made a funny noise when I started it this morning and I have this weird fungus on my nuts and I’m pretty sure the boss doesn’t like me….
No wonder the boss doesn’t like you Fred, you need to shut the hell up and get to work. I don’t care how you are, I don’t need a daily update on your cat/dog etc. I acknowledge you because I don’t want to look like a stuck up prick, not because I want a laundry list of things that have gone wrong in your life. If you really need that much attention then maybe you need counseling or you need to join an online community. What you don’t need to do is subject your coworkers, your doctor or anyone else that you can corner, to the drama that is your life and bore them to the edge of homicide with your tales of woe and pictures of your children, who are grown and gone, but you have yet to replace their 3rd grade pictures in your wallet.
Let me do a favor for you and for anyone else who comes in contact with you. When someone asks how you are – YOU SAY THIS: “I’m fine thanks, how are you?” Don’t embellish it, just stick to the script.
Repeat that a few times Fred, until you’ve got it memorized. Thanks buddy.
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Submitted by MikeTheKnife on Thu, 04/17/2008 - 09:27
Submitted by YEM on Thu, 04/17/2008 - 09:44