Perplexed

It's funny how you can surf the Internet and find one picture with text that describe all your feelings about one situation.

How was my day??

How Was My Day?

 

How was my day? My day is like every other day, uneventful... Why do you ask?? Because you feel sorry for me?? Or is it your way of acting like you car when in all actuality you don't. Or you forgot and now realized that the whole day has gone by and you have said not even two words to me. I am tired and on edge ready to jump from this speeding inferno called life. How was my day?? Needless to say....UNEVENTFUL. 

Why do we ask question that have such obvious answers? Why is life full of small talk and very little meaningful intellectual conversations?