I remember as a teenager that one of the lines we used on each other was, “Ask me if I care.” Those were the days. People had a sense of humor. My best source of Polack jokes was a Polack. We could laugh at ourselves. Now instead of chuckles we have trigger warnings.
I don’t dare use it anymore because the people around me might actually ask me and I would need to either lie or be labeled insensitive. If I was on Twitter or Facebook it would probably be my most repeated line.
And it isn’t that I really don’t care, it is just that I don’t care enough to listen. I care if your knee is bothering you but since I have heard about it for years and I have my own knee ache, I don’t need to hear about it. I am happy that the person you met in the line at the grocery store shared their life story and found purpose for a few moments but you don’t need to repeat it all to me. Save it for when we are stranded on a desert island.
You might think I am insensitive but ask me if I care.
homo unius libri
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