Melvis wrote:
It took me until I was about 24 to figure out that when people asked me how I was they didn't really want to know. And I was guilty of not asking them back (cos I didn't really want to know lol).
The other night I was at a Cub Scout Christmas party for our boys. One of the other adults came up to me and apparently decided he wanted to start a conversation (or so I thought!

).
He: So what's new?
Me: Well, as of today, I'm done wrapping, done baking and I'm all ready for Christmas.
He (rolls his eyes): Oh don't even say that! Just stop talking!
Me: No seriously, I'm all done, everything's ready, and now I can relax for the week.
He (visibly irritated now): Oh just stop it. I don't want to hear that!
<moment of awkward silence>
Me: So it was just a "social" question? Kind of like "how are you - I really don't want to know"?
He (walking away): Yeah, like that.