Stupid Questions To Ask People Mga Nobela at Kwento

Not even two minutes into my journey I was stopped by the important-looking people again. "Excuse me, Miss, can we ask you something?" The man asks he had power in his voice that made the people around him bow but it didn't affect me, I smile saying okay as the women wraps her arm around his tears in her eyes. "If you don't mind us asking, how old are you?" He asks, I thought there was like an unspoken rule where you don't ask random strangers how old there are. "I turned 16 yesterday" I smile, I didn't have the best birthday though.

He laughed like a housewife sharing the most casual of gossip. "I, of course, just want to urge you to ask her the right questions. Nothing drastic, of course! Maybe ask, how did Gideon Powers suddenly end up dead after his clear life sentence? And how did Delta Natalia end up dead as well in quite a similar fashion? Oh, and do ask who was responsible for a certain cake shop fire that turned literally everyone and everything to ash."

I paused. "You cannot ask any question linked to the previous one...each and every question should be unique...." I said. "Fine" he said. "No uncomfortable question...i will have the choice to abort the question..." I said. "No...its not fair...and there is no such things like uncomfortable between couples..." He said. "But.." i started. "No if and buts...i will not ask you any uncomfortable question...okay?" He said. "Okay. My first question is your happiest moment?" i said.

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? "

" If I ask any questions you are always saying *mimic * we will say when the time comes " " Don't ask your stupid questions to an elder." blah blah blah if I ask any questions you are all saying the same. what to do... 'Sigh' But it's well obvious that they are hiding something from me.

I had no one to talk to and I didn't know how to start any conversation. A few people that had approached me only wanted to know how I managed to seduce Jason. They asked rude questions like- What school did you attend? What is your career like? How many Louis Vuitton bags do you own? Have you ever been to Maldives? One even went as far as asking me a stupid question like - How good is Jason in bed? Well, of course I avoided them all and went away because these women were probably a fan club of Jason's and I had nothing to say nevertheless.

I'm waiting for the interview to start. "Okay. First, since you didn't give me your resume, I'm going to ask you some questions about your personal life. Is that okay?" he asks for my permission. I nod my head. "Yes, it's okay." "Good. What is your full name, your age, your birthdate, your zodiac sign, your hobbies, your favorite music, are you still single, and if so, how many exes do you have? What are your favorite foods and drinks? What is your goal in life? What do you hate in a person? What are your desires, and what are your past related jobs?" he asks, and I'm awed, forming an 'o' shape with my mouth.

“What is it?” I tried gathering my thoughts, thinking about the right words to say—but there weren’t any. Everything lead to that once sentence. “First,” I began, “you have to promise me you won’t laugh or run away.” Nate gave me a confused look, followed by a chuckle. “Why?” “Because what I’m going to ask you is…I don’t know, you might laugh or run away.” His smile widened, already failing my first request. “People ask me the craziest things all the time. Shoot.”

"These attitudes make you intolerable." “Your efforts and attitudes to try and talk to someone who doesn't want to talk to you are also making you repulsive,” I said with a contemptuous look, in a voice that meant I wasn't going to be totally downtrodden . "And I don't like unattractive men. Seriously, shut up and let me listen." "If you tell me your name and who you are, maybe I will shut up, tell me who are you?" Why were people asking so many questions? Who had learned to ask so many questions, who had told them to be so curious? I got on my nerves when someone asked me my name.

What's wrong with asking what I just asked? I don't know, it's just so weird. I don't think I'd be telling someone I just met if there was any good news or bad news about my travels. " "You know, it's called conversing, miss. You should try it." "What if I'm not in the mood?"