I'm getting onto an elevator with a sandwich I had just purchased in the cafe on the first floor of my office building. There's a guy in the cornor of the elevator who just kind of looks at me as I get into the elevator. Notice that he doesn't say a single word to me as I ask for floor number five. Well as we hit floor three he turns to me and says, "Looks Good!" I'm thinking to myself, "What? My sandwich or my ass? Either way you, sir, don't know me well enough to be commenting on either." We both stand silently until we get to floor number five and he oh so graciously allows me to exit the elevator first. (Probably to get another look at my ass)
So here's what I have to say to anyone who finds small talk ammusing...shut the fuck up. Especially if you haven't said an introductory, "Hello", "How's it going", or "What the hell are you gawking at you pale skinny weasel?" The weather is nothing we haven't seen before, my food is just a damned sandwich, and my ass just isn't all that. So PLEASE people stop with the small talk. You're giving me a migrane.
But the clouds are nicely overcast today and I've been working hard this afternoon!
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