From Bookends by Jane Green
-"So, Will. What do you do, then?" Now I really hate asking that question. Not because I'm not interested in what people do, but because it really does epitomize small talk, which I loathe and detest because it is all so meaningless. Very occasionally you will ask that question to discover that the askee has a fascinating job, and you, the asker, can then fall into a deep discussion with them for hours. But more often than not they'll say something like, "I work in computer programming" or "I'm a lawyer," and you quickly have to think of more questions that you don't really want to know the answers to, except you don't want to appear rude. "Oh?" you ask, feigning interest. "What sort of law? What sort of computer programs?"
- Even though we have spent our Sundays like this for years, it is only when you take a break, or when something threatens to disturb the routine, that you fully appreicate it when it is back to normal.
