Novel & Cerita Dumb Questions To Ask People

“What did you just say to me?” “I asked a question. Answer it,” the woman said, leaning back and crossing her legs. “Did she attend a university? Yes or no?” “Well… yes, but—” “I didn't ask for a ‘but.’ If you can’t answer a simple closed-ended question, you’re going to fail the interview within five minutes. Keep your ‘buts’ to yourself.” The girl in green turned bright red. “Why are you helping her? Don't tell me… did you go to that pathetic Sunnyside school, too?”

“The press will ask questions, and you need to know how to answer them. Our engagement has to be convincing.” I blinked. Oh. That actually made sense. “Like what kind of questions?” I asked, curiosity creeping in. “How we met. Why we’re getting married so suddenly. What you love about me.” I almost choked. “What I—excuse me?” Damien gave me a deadpan look. “You heard me. They’ll expect you to say something believable.” I scoffed. “And what if I say you’re an insufferable control freak?” His lips twitched, almost like he was holding back a smirk. “Try that, and I’ll double your contract.”

“People who pretend to know everything.” “I definitely won’t have that problem.” “And applicants who ask too many questions.” “Do I ask too many questions?” “Well, asking questions is better than asking none. So I guess I also hate people who don’t ask questions.” I eyed him. “Now, I’m confused.” Gary made a gesture with his fingers. “If you want me to go any further, I expect consulting fees.” “I can pay you with microwaved pancakes.” “I’ll decline.” “They’re pretty good.”

“Thank you for staying with us, Kath.” The game continued and it was one of the weirdest set of questions and dares I've ever encountered in my life. They would ask questions like ' do you know who invented the chalk?' or ' I dare you to act like the most popular person ever existed in this whole wide world. Weird but atleast...we're happy..

I nodded at him, reassuring him it was okay. Susan took the stand and was sworn in. Afterwards, the prosecutor began to ask questions a bit mildly than he did when he questioned Maggots. “So what time exactly did you see Mr Jacob in his deceased brother manor?” “Objection your honor, the question asked to the witness is misleading.” I yelled. “Objection sustained.” The prosecutor glared at me but continued, “Let me rephrase that question. When Mr Jacob was at your boss's manor, did you hear what the both of them were arguing about?”

Edwards narrowed his eyes when he heard these questions, as he wanted to kill the person who asked him such a stupid question but he smirked and started giving him an answer is this stupid question. "Okay so you asked me two questions which are rubbish I must say, however, I will give you my answer as so many out there beside you have a similar question in their minds, and they all are too curious to know so I will cure your curiosity with a satisfactory answer." Saying this Edward swept his eyes coldly on everyone and no one dared to utter a single word in front of him. . . .

“That is the beginning.” Imani writes in her notebook. “What if she says fine?” she says. “Ask her again in a different way,” I say. “People say fine because it is efficient. It is the answer that closes the conversation. Ask a question that cannot be closed with fines.” “Like what?” she says. “Like what did you want to be before everything else happened?” I say. “Like, what is the thing you do that makes you forget what time it is. Like, what would you change if you knew it would work?” I pause. “Questions that require an actual answer.”

she nodded her head I asked "we dont get anything for free in this world at the sametime no one in this world gives us anything without asking but there is something which you get for free of cost though you never asks for it what is it" dhiren said "stupid question there is nothing like that in this world" I passed a death glare which made him shut liam said "making him scared doesn't mean you're right man dont ask lame questions which don't have answer" I replied "I didn't asked you both to answer or talk about my question matter is between me and this little girl let her reply or else ask her to leave"

I asked, even if it was a dumb question. Ella shook her head as more tears filled her eyes. I let out a soft sign. "You had a nightmare?" I asked. These were very stupid questions. I didn't know how to comfort someone who's dealing with past trauma, so I didn't know the right question to ask or the right words to say. Ella just looked at me. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked but immediately did an invisible facepalm. Do you want to talk about it? What a dumb question to ask a person who doesn't talk.

I asked her. She thought for a few minutes and then said, " I think first of all we need to know a few things about each other... So let's start with that... I think we should ask questions. It is the fastest way to get to know someone. We must ask about basic information first. " " Ok, so what is your favourite colour? I asked her. " Very complicated question.... " " It is one of the most common questions, Maurvi. What is so complicated about it? "