What is your least favorite question? Why?

I have noticed that some people seem to react very strongly to certain questions, almost as if they were pet peeves. I am wondering whether there might be something to this. Does anyone have a question that sets you off? Why?

Any woman over 30 who hasn’t pushed out a couple kids has a ready answer for this one:
“When are you going to have babies?”
FEck off asshole hahahaha

Edit: I forgot to say why. It’s pretty obvious, but I’ll say it. That’s like, a really, really sensitive question. Anything that has to do with sex and relationships is a sensitive question. And then it seems to make the assumption that all women want to have babies or that that is our purpose in life. It’s also like they think this issue is public property. There are only a couple people in my life who are allowed to ask me this question, and they already know the answer because they KNOW me. So this question should never be asked, ever, by anyone.
And yet there was a day last week where 3 people, independently and in different locations, asked me this question. Two of them I don’t even consider friends. :fatchance:

If anyone can think of a properly scathing response, please let me know.

Another edit:
I think the best response would be to burst into uncontrollable sobbing and say, “NO MAN HAS LOVED ME, EVER, EVEEEEEER!!! WHY? WHY!? AM I SO UNLOVABLE???” complete with the gnashing of teeth and tearing of hair. This could escalate into rolling around on the ground or pounding my head against the wall screaming, “I WANT TO DIE!!!”
Let the nosey bastard deal with THAT shit hahahahahahhahaha.
But I’ve never been good at fake crying. So anyone have any other ideas for a good response?

Hmmm. I think that the better approach would be as my two friends threatened to do. The wife bursts into tears and runs off and then the husband very abjectedly tells the offending questioner that “We can’t have children; my wife has suffered from severe depression and is in counseling.” This is sure to get the offender to sink to the floor in shame UNLESS of course this is one of the country cousins in Taiwan and then they will follow up with “So, why’s she depressed; she should eat such and such bark or do such and such an exercise or…” :slight_smile:

Why are you here? You should go back to your Country.

  • This is my country unfortunately

Do you work in IT? You’re here for computer right?

  • IS it coz I’s Brown?

HEY! Uh, HEY! Can you Speak Indian?

  • No For F*cks sake, its Hindi. And no, I can’t.

My wife and I chose not to have kids, I often get repeatedly asked by the same person who won’t drop the subject. Initially, I will be polite and first reply “no, we dont have kids”, when pushed might reply “because we chose not to” when pushed even more “might say, it’s a personal choice, we are happy with our lives as it it” and if they still don’t get the hint reply.

“Because we are not cockroaches or a virus that need to mindlessly multiply, nor do I think a persons existence or meaning to life is defined by their offspring.” For some reason no one has ever kept pushing after that.

Gosh Mick, I sure wish that some of the parents of posters on Forumosa had felt the same way… :discodance:

[quote=“Mick”][quote=“NonTocareLeTete”]

If anyone can think of a properly scathing response, please let me know.

[/quote]

My wife and I chose not to have kids, I often get repeatedly asked by the same person who won’t drop the subject. Initially, I will be polite and first reply “no, we dont have kids”, when pushed might reply “because we chose not to” when pushed even more “might say, it’s a personal choice, we are happy with our lives as it it” and if they still don’t get the hint reply.[/quote]
In Taiwan, there’s always the inevitable 趕快生啊! (Hurry up and have kids!)

It’s amazing how far people go to probe into what’s clearly a personal issue. The reasons for not having kids are legion, ranging from just not wanting kids to hysterectomy or other health-related issues.

What’s your wife’s number?
Ya wanna go to Vegas?
Are you as good as your brother/father?
Do we REALLY need a condom?
How do you feel about BDSM?

How about you?

How do you spell favourite ? :wink:

Can I ask you a question? Well, if you thought you couldn’t, then why did you bother?

Is this sentence false?

[quote=“NonTocareLeTete”]Any woman over 30 who hasn’t pushed out a couple kids has a ready answer for this one:
“When are you going to have babies?”
FEck off asshole hahahaha[/quote]

Some people are just incapable of empathising. x makes them happy so they want x for you because they care about you. Never mind that the thought of x makes you die inside and you want/already have y. Those people are just not cognitively or emotionally able to conceptualise somebody not wanting their happiness.

I don’t bother to be scathing: that’s a young person’s response because they hide behind snark as a defense mechanism. I just tell the truth. People don’t seem to want to hear about late term miscarriages, but fuck 'em. They made me think about it by asking me, so they get to share all the neural anti-dopamine pops with me there. Talking openly about miscarriages is still taboo: you’re supposed to keep it to yourself and either cheerfully say you just haven’t found a super awesome man like you or your husband yet or be sad and allude to ‘medical issues’. Fuck that: ask and you will get a cheery, relief at how it all worked out description of how I wasn’t properly sedated during my last D&C process. You asked, so you can feel uncomfortable, not me.

Restaurant questions:

‘Where do you want to go?’
‘I want to go to a restaurant that you picked out for me, knowing I’d love it. Or I want to go to your favourite place because I want to share your passion for food. I don’t want to stand here prevaricating for ten minutes while you give me the illusion of choice yet shoot down every suggestion I make because you already have in mind what you want. Just pick a restaurant and do not moan retroactively about your choice as if this was was your last night eating earth food and I will love you forever’.

Expat bore questions: ‘Where are you from?’ ‘Where else have you worked?’ ‘Why don’t the bananas taste the same as in Scunthorpe?’ ‘How do I organise my entire existence in this country?’

And the WORST QUESTION EVER:
‘Oh! You used to be an editor? Can you read my novel draft? It’s a darkly humorous account of dating and daily life as an English teacher / diplomat / company man in the exotic East.’ Ditto ‘darkly humorous crime novels set in the exotic East’.
TAAAXXI!

Well, since you were an editor, can you check out my manuscript. It is about my life as an incredibly cool person in the mysterious East. It is both humorous, dark and oh since I used both does that mean I can only use two examples. Let me edit that: It is both but not limited to the two following descriptions: humorous and dark BUT ALSO witty, penetrating, insightful and will deliver an important life message about, like, what is really important in life. I think that will make it a warm, poignant, heart-rending tale of redemption/resurrection/resilience and other important words that are used to describe important things in life.

Does it have amusing anecdotes about linguistic failures? ‘I wanted to ask for 9 kilos of cauliflower but I accidentally asked for an anti-biotic resistant chlamydia!’

Incisive discussion by your middle class white male self about how it’s actually empowering to be a betel-nut girl or an Isaan hooker, with 972 photos to illustrate this?

Descriptions of ‘bustling’ temples? ‘Hair-raising’ taxi rides? Wide-eyed descriptions of night-market foods and aromas that ‘assault the senses’? ‘Almond eyed’ beauties?

I AM NOT READING IT UNLESS IT HAS DINOSAURS OR HENRY VII IN IT. I AM SRIOUSLY.

I was always disturbed by the question of how often JimiP cleans out and sterilizes his blow up sex doll?

I feel my lunch coming back up.

Sorry to disappoint but it will have references to Henry VI but NOT Henry VII. I find that the former gives much greater scope for refering to weak white men dominated by mighty Machiavellian malevolent machinating menacing Memsahibish (how about that alliteration eh? how about it? eh?) females and how their betel nut manipulations (aha! aha!) are really about their repressed desires to seek revenge on men/manhood (again! with the ms! get it!)… THIS, you see will underscore the dark determination of my nonpareil autocephalous approach to revisit childhood injuries (both physical, mental and oops! I did it again with the more than two options… psychological and emotional) that finally are addressed, no longer supressed and finally redressed (aha! notice the poetry in motion! Aha! See!) that will lead to a cathartic appraisal of the chthonic impulses that pulsate through my man (haha) uscript… I am sure that you will be as riveted as the former editor… especially since I nailed his feet to the floor with a Christlike symbolism that was anticipatory of my eventual resurrection/rebirth/resuscitation (these will be titles of various chapters) as a full-fledged human being in touch with and celebrating without encumbrance, a mere adumbration of the full feelings of a resolved-to-live-my-life adult.

Sorry to disappoint but it will have references to Henry VI but NOT Henry VII. I find that the former gives much greater scope for refering to weak white men dominated by mighty Machiavellian malevolent machinating menacing Memsahibish (how about that alliteration eh? how about it? eh?) females and how their betel nut manipulations (aha! aha!) are really about their repressed desires to seek revenge on men/manhood (again! with the ms! get it!)… THIS, you see will underscore the dark determination of my nonpareil autocephalous approach to revisit childhood injuries (both physical, mental and oops! I did it again with the more than two options… psychological and emotional) that finally are addressed, no longer supressed and finally redressed (aha! notice the poetry in motion! Aha! See!) that will lead to a cathartic appraisal of the chthonic impulses that pulsate through my man (haha) uscript… I am sure that you will be as riveted as the former editor… especially since I nailed his feet to the floor with a Christlike symbolism that was anticipatory of my eventual resurrection/rebirth/resuscitation (these will be titles of various chapters) as a full-fledged human being in touch with and celebrating without encumbrance, a mere adumbration of the full feelings of a resolved-to-live-my-life adult.[/quote]

False dichotomosaurus still = No Fcking Dinosaurs. :unamused:

But WAIT!!! What if in a surprising turn of events that I give all of the betel nut girls pet names that are actually types of dinosaurs and they don’t get it? the humor is lost on them? So we have T.Rex (big teeth) and brontosaurus (a wide bottom) and a stegosaurus (prickly defensive nature) and a raptor (a real man-eater that hunts in packs) and and AND… I mean there is sooooo much more that I can do with this… PLEASE you have to give me another chance… my life is UNIQUE and wonderful and everyone SIMPLY everyone will love my book and will love ME when they realize how truly cool I have been all this time… PLEASE… .You just gotta!

As long as you promise my ‘heart’ will not be ‘warmed’ and that I will not, at any time, encounter the word ‘juxtaposition’, I could give it a whirl.