How was your day?
Good? Is that all you can say? How am I supposed to extract any semblance of context from such an ambiguous word as “good?”
I’m not sure. Perhaps the context you so desperately strive for that I was trying to convey was my general disinterest in starting conversation with the likes of you.
Well. I’m starting to seriously doubt your general character, as it was an obvious lie which you so hastily spit at me. Surely your day couldn’t have been that great to elicit such a vitriolic response.
Good day, sir.
Good day, indeed.