We all know the running joke across the land that Mondays are terrible, but nobody even talks about the worst part of Mondays: fucking small talk.
“Hey, how’s it going?”
“Good, how are you?”
“Good, how was your weekend?”
“Good, how was yours?”
“If you say the word ‘good’ again I’m going to spray Windex in your eyes.”
“What was that?”
“Nothing, sorry, bye.”
UGHHH like they could’ve implemented that shit at Guantanamo and they would have learned everything they needed to know!!!
“Hey, man, what’ve you been up to?”
“Oh, not much. How’re you liking this weather?”
“It’s pretty good, yeah, a little chilly for my taste, but what’re you gonna do?”
“Ah, yeah. I personally like it a little cooler, so I’m looking forward to winter.”
“That’s good. What’re you up to this week- OH FUCK IT HE’S IN PAKISTAN JESUS H. CHRIST JUST LET ME EXIT THIS CONVERSATION”
Here’s a stock photo of “small talk” taken at an inexplicably odd angle: