How are you?

I say, 'I am fine, how are you?'. What I mean is, 'I'm not fine at all, I'm actually quite cranky and annoyed. You see I just had my first day at work so I'm exhausted from walking around for the last 5 hours. There were also a lot of very unsatisfied customers who made there opinions very, very well know. Then when I finally got off I walked on over to the train station where I learned it would be delayed for the next hour. So I waited, for an entire bloody hour, in the wind, by myself, with no iPod (it was recently annihilated, but that's another story). Then, I walked the half mile home in the dark, by myself, in the wind (which blew my hat off three times so I had to go back and get it). When I finally got home the door was locked which just added a bit more to my frustration because I forgot my key. All in all I'd say I'm very not fine, I'm tired, I'm frustrated, and a tad bit cranky because of it all.

And yet I won't say a word of this to anybody because, to be quite frank, nobody gives a fuck.

Why do we bother with such banal and trite social exchanges that get the same responses every time, which we forget as soon as we're told? And when those occasional few people actually tell you how they are, you get annoyed. Because you really just don't care and what to get on with you're own life.

We do it because it's 'polite' or 'politically correct'. Is it really though? Maybe we should just acknowledge we are a selfish, self-centered race and socially evolve to adapt to our new ways.