“Politeness is the art of choosing among one's real thoughts.” ~Abel Stevens
Leave it to my cynical and pessimistic ass to question the legitimacy of whether or not someone actually means it when they ask how my weekend was or what I am up to for the weekend, but there it is because I would really like to know. It’s one of those standard things that is polite to do I would imagine. But it’s also polite to do a lot of things, like say, telling someone that they have a little something hanging out of their nose, but then again, I am mean. And unless I really like you, I might just let that person go on with their bad selves and a little boogie off their right nostril, for my own amusement.
But really, when one asks how my weekend was or went, does that person actually care or is it just because their Mom taught them manners and I was raised by heathens? Do you really care that I took a three hour nap on Saturday in between viewings of A Clockwork Orange and Chasing Amy? Or that I had to resist the urge to laugh at a four year old for screaming about the small cut on his toe, because my God, a small scrape does not a staph infection make. Are these things that you are really waiting with baited breath to hear about?
I will admit that I do ask how one’s weekend went if I know that the person I am asking had an interesting weekend filled with a ménage a troi and a visit to TenPenh planned; because those are two things that I might actually be interested in hearing about. But then again, I am mean and also can be somewhat polite because them there heathens that raised me (they actually adopted me from a pack of grizzlies)…well they done taught me to be polite and endure conversations about how a normal trip to the beach took like 8 full hours because of the traffic. Because I would never bore anything with such a thing. Ever.
So a question for all of you: Is asking how the weekend went or what the plans for the weekend will be an act of politeness or do you really care or are you participating in some social experiment on how long it takes for one to be bored to actual tears?