Why Do We Bother?

Andrew - Every single day Gusband will ask me what I would like for dinner. Isn’t that nice of him? I do wonder why he bothers though as I always say the same thing. “I don’t mind”. Contrary to what most of you think, I’m not a fussy eater, Gusband knows what I don’t like so he never cooks those things and when I do answer with an idea for dinner (just to mix things up a bit) he never cooks what I suggest.

It’s like when you go to the supermarket. The checkout person will always ask you how you are. We all know they don’t care how we are so why do they persist in asking every single person? I answered “shit thanks” once just to see what they would say. Nothing. They didn’t even notice.

It’s like when you pass someone in the street and give them the same greeting, “Hi how are you?” Generally you have passed them by before they have a chance to answer.  Why do we bother asking if we don’t really care how they are?

Come to think of it why do we answer the phone by saying “hello”? Sawsbund can never be accused of that particular greeting though. He doesn’t speak when he answers the phone. He just picks it up. Peculiar.

So the next time someone asks you how you are, wait before you answer, chances are they don’t care.

How are you campers? xx

Lucy -  I must admit at work I ask every person how they are!! but I guess the big question is, do I really care?  Well its a yes & no answer....(of course)..... I do care that they are ok, however  I am unsure what to say when people start complaining about their lives. Yes campers, they have been known to start explaining how bad their day/life is. That's when I tune out &  am really thinking, how much are you willing to spend in store today?

As for Sawusband that is a very true of his phone answering technique. You have to start that conversation if you want to talk to him, especially if you choose to ring him (which is why most people decide against phoning him directly & harass me instead)

I am actually pretty sure Gen Y  (not to put them all in the same box)  are more interested their phones than how someone is. I am now as per, going to deviate form the actual storyline of today....

I work in a centre that has an apple store in it. If you are living in a cave, don't read newspapers (that's you P-Mac) or have not been near a television for the last day; Apple has launched the IPAD 2. Yes, now apparently is the time to get excited. The original IPAD is now obsolete, even though it appeared to be ok yesterday.
They were lined for miles through the centre; for hours before the store would even open its doors to launch the Ipad at 5pm. Everywhere I looked there was fold up camping chairs holding up lazy patrons waiting for their chance to own a giant IPhone which you can't even make calls from.... Not to mention all the old people (my age & older) taking photos, I actually contemplated taking my own photo to share with you all, but then thought better of it (luckily).

When I took a step back to view the goings on I noticed every person was walking around not watching where they were headed but all were staring at their mobile phone screens. I think we are in real danger of not only "not" caring how people are, but not even bothering to make eye contact with anyone.

Actually come to think of it I am sure I have stopped talking so much to Andrew since this blog started. We talk three times  a day as opposed to five times....

Campers, I hope you all go home & speak face to face with your loved ones, don't text the messages through.

By the way Muffin Top is now in the dictionary... a roll of flesh which hangs visibly over a person's tight-fitting waist band.