Friday, January 26, 2007
How are you today?
I'm well.
One time when I was hanging out in Sacramento with a friend, we walked into this store where we were greeted by one of those headset-wearing smiley types. "How are you?" she asks.
"I'm good," I say. "How are you?"
"I'm well," she replies.
My friend made a big deal about how I did not reply properly, but she did. Said something about Idaho hicks and whatnot. I'm sorry. Really! Who says, "I'm well." People who were sick, but not anymore, that's who. The late James Brown did not sing a song called "I Feel Well"...
And, by the by, Express is bourgeois and uppity. I don't know why I was in that store in the first place.
One time when I was hanging out in Sacramento with a friend, we walked into this store where we were greeted by one of those headset-wearing smiley types. "How are you?" she asks.
"I'm good," I say. "How are you?"
"I'm well," she replies.
My friend made a big deal about how I did not reply properly, but she did. Said something about Idaho hicks and whatnot. I'm sorry. Really! Who says, "I'm well." People who were sick, but not anymore, that's who. The late James Brown did not sing a song called "I Feel Well"...
And, by the by, Express is bourgeois and uppity. I don't know why I was in that store in the first place.
