You know how generally when you greet someone, you say "Hi, how are you?" And, 8 times out of 10, you really don't mean the "how are you" part, but it's part of a generic greeting.

So, Saturday night, I go over to our local pizza joint to pick up a pie for the fam. My dad was visiting and we were watching football. When I walked in, the gal at the cash register gave me the typical, "Hi, how are you" greeting and I answered back, "Fine thank you, how are you?"

"I don't feel so well, I have a cyst on my ovaries during my menstral time," was not the response I was expecting. Sometimes folks, I really don't need to know. Especially when picking up a pizza covered in tomato sauce. I mean, do I have to be more blunt than that? I decided to spare my husband and father from the lovely visual picture I had received and stuck with the Greek salad!