I hate it when people on social media, dare ask questions when you know they’re fishing for personal information/ammo on people to exploit. Like asking for people’s dark secrets. Why do you want to know? Is there a fetish to this? Nobody is going to be dead serious, they’re just going to give softball answers and why should they trust you, random stranger online?

And I hate money-based questions. Unless I am given a large sum of money or if any of the money scenarios where I am given money comes true, I’m not going to answer these questions because I’m tired of fantasizing about something that will never likely happen in my life. You ask what I’d do with $10,000? Give it to me and I’ll show you. Otherwise, don’t ask.

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    “How are you?”

    I’m fine, or any slight variation of that, because the question is fucking meaningless and you don’t want a real answer.

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      This is a very USA thing, I find. I’ve met people from other developed western nations and they don’t ask that, it’s usually an American thing.

      Here it’s typically lighter fare, like, “have you eaten” if it’s near a meal time, or just a simple hello.

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      Ooo, send them to me. I’ll fix 'em. I’ll tell them every detail of what’s got me fucked up latelish, every day, until they learn to stop asking.

      If you don’t want the most accurate answer I can come up with on a scale from “Kinda meh I guess” to detailed description of the last several things to really screw up my mood then do not ask me how I am 😅 No one’s ever going to do anything with this information, but I almost can’t help but answer basically whatever I’m asked. Maybe it’s a deep-seated drive to yap about myself at every opportunity.

      doesn’t look up at that paragraph Nah, I wouldn’t do that…