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	<title>Comments on: The Unpleasantness of Pleasantries</title>
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	<description>The internet is a huge bathroom wall, and any halfwit with a keyboard and a connection has an opportunity to scrawl on it. Take me, for instance. My name is KZ.  For a good time, come find me at Prosaic Shades of Gray.</description>
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		<title>By: Dawn</title>
		<link>http://www.prosaicshadesofgray.com/2009/01/09/the-unpleasantness-of-pleasantries/comment-page-1/#comment-135</link>
		<dc:creator>Dawn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 16:54:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am in line with Diana, when people ask me this, I like to tell them the truth, and if other people want to do the same with me, then I&#039;m more than happy to strike up a genuine conversation with them, and spend time talking about how they feel.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am in line with Diana, when people ask me this, I like to tell them the truth, and if other people want to do the same with me, then I&#8217;m more than happy to strike up a genuine conversation with them, and spend time talking about how they feel.</p>
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		<title>By: Casey</title>
		<link>http://www.prosaicshadesofgray.com/2009/01/09/the-unpleasantness-of-pleasantries/comment-page-1/#comment-89</link>
		<dc:creator>Casey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 20:56:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Katie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Katie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 18:37:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Let me just say sorry in advance for the next time I ask how you&#039;re doing, because it is seriously just out of habit. I mean, I do hope things are going well for you, but maybe I should be asking more specific questions to show that I&#039;m truly interested in someone&#039;s personal life.

However, the question that is most bothersome to me is &quot;So, what have you been up to?&quot; I hate this question for a couple of reasons: One, because I&#039;m never up to anything very interesting, so that leaves me with a lame answer; and two, because I usually don&#039;t like talking about myself. But that might be because of reason #1. Still, I find myself asking this dumb question to other people out of habit.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Let me just say sorry in advance for the next time I ask how you&#8217;re doing, because it is seriously just out of habit. I mean, I do hope things are going well for you, but maybe I should be asking more specific questions to show that I&#8217;m truly interested in someone&#8217;s personal life.</p>
<p>However, the question that is most bothersome to me is &#8220;So, what have you been up to?&#8221; I hate this question for a couple of reasons: One, because I&#8217;m never up to anything very interesting, so that leaves me with a lame answer; and two, because I usually don&#8217;t like talking about myself. But that might be because of reason #1. Still, I find myself asking this dumb question to other people out of habit.</p>
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		<title>By: Zhenia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Zhenia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 16:10:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can empathize with you, KZ, especially since during my previous employment at Peet&#039;s, I was forced to say &quot;thank you&quot; and &quot;How are you doing?&quot; to even the rudest of customers.  Since I typically do not like to be talked down to, the last time a customer rudely asked when his drink was going to be ready (he only had been waiting two minutes), I politely told him, &quot;Patience is a virtue.&quot;

Don&#039;t think he came back to our store again...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can empathize with you, KZ, especially since during my previous employment at Peet&#8217;s, I was forced to say &#8220;thank you&#8221; and &#8220;How are you doing?&#8221; to even the rudest of customers.  Since I typically do not like to be talked down to, the last time a customer rudely asked when his drink was going to be ready (he only had been waiting two minutes), I politely told him, &#8220;Patience is a virtue.&#8221;</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t think he came back to our store again&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Diana</title>
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		<dc:creator>Diana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 20:53:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, I fail at social politeness and tact.  I&#039;m blunt, honest, and impatient.  Poor Kevin ...  he can&#039;t take me anywhere.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, I fail at social politeness and tact.  I&#8217;m blunt, honest, and impatient.  Poor Kevin &#8230;  he can&#8217;t take me anywhere.</p>
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		<title>By: Diana</title>
		<link>http://www.prosaicshadesofgray.com/2009/01/09/the-unpleasantness-of-pleasantries/comment-page-1/#comment-84</link>
		<dc:creator>Diana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 02:59:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I pick honesty over politeness.  If someone asksm &quot;How are you?&quot; Im going to say &quot;Crappy.  I&#039;m sick but they made me come to work anyways.&quot;  It usually stuns them and they shut up and don&#039;t bother trying to make conversation anymore.  They may think I&#039;m rude but to be honest Im pretty insulted with their un-geniune interest in my life.  If you don&#039;t want to know, don&#039;t ask.  That makes things simpler and more direct.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I pick honesty over politeness.  If someone asksm &#8220;How are you?&#8221; Im going to say &#8220;Crappy.  I&#8217;m sick but they made me come to work anyways.&#8221;  It usually stuns them and they shut up and don&#8217;t bother trying to make conversation anymore.  They may think I&#8217;m rude but to be honest Im pretty insulted with their un-geniune interest in my life.  If you don&#8217;t want to know, don&#8217;t ask.  That makes things simpler and more direct.</p>
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		<title>By: Darren</title>
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		<dc:creator>Darren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 23:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Diana must be a saint  :-)</description>
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		<title>By: Conrado</title>
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		<dc:creator>Conrado</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 02:40:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Seriously. It&#039;s always awkward when you are at a fast food joint and they ask you how you are and you say &quot;I&#039;m great, how about you?&quot; and they have to answer &quot;I&#039;m good, what can I get you?&quot; It&#039;s kinda awkward I think. I think asking someone how they are doing is just like saying &quot;Hello&quot; and you should leave it at that.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Seriously. It&#8217;s always awkward when you are at a fast food joint and they ask you how you are and you say &#8220;I&#8217;m great, how about you?&#8221; and they have to answer &#8220;I&#8217;m good, what can I get you?&#8221; It&#8217;s kinda awkward I think. I think asking someone how they are doing is just like saying &#8220;Hello&#8221; and you should leave it at that.</p>
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