Archive for January, 2009

Why is it that each new teenage generation thinks they invented all the cool phrases and words or that only they are entitled to use them?

The other day, one of the teenagers in my life was telling me something great about their day.
To show great, short winded, enthusiastic support, I snapped “Awesome!”

What I heard back was, “Oh no, you did NOT just use that word!”
“What word?”
“Awesome! You’re too old to use that word.”

Listen for sounds of me laughing, HYSTERICALLY!!!

“Oh, right…. okey dokey, GOLLY GEE THAT SURE SOUNDS NEATO!”
“Well now you’re just be sarcastic”, comes the reply.

YA THINK?????

I think if anything, the older we get the more entitled we are to use the shorter, cooler phrases. As time goes by we’re burning our candles at both ends. When we’re trying to express ourselves we need to say what’s on our minds as quickly as possible before we forget what it is that’s on our minds!

And speaking of bull shit…… I wonder if out in a bull field somewhere there are 2 bulls talking to eachother saying, “Man, that bill the bull sure is a bully! he’s full of human shit!”

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this is a continuation to a previous post, “have a crappy day”.    This came to my mind today while visiting my local Starbucks.  I receive gift cards there twice a year.  It would be 3 times a year, but since I’m a lucky bitch who has a birthday the day after Christmas, I get the gift cards twice a year.  Christmas/birthday and mothers day. 

So, I go in and always get the “how are you?” 
Every single time someone ask me that question, I wonder what would happen if I said something really off the fucking wall. 
Something like, “I was fine yesterday, but today I just want fucking coffee”  or  “I’m great now that I know Ann Coulter’s point of view is the same as a horse’s ass with eyes.”   Or some other crazy shit.
But instead, I always say “good” or “great.”  BLAH!  

Then, they always insist on knowing your FIRST name so they can call back to the barista, 
“so and so wants a……”   
Here again, I want to say something crazy because when I say “Gia” I know what will come. 
“Ah, that’s an unusual name” or “I loved that movie”  or “were you named after the model?” 
I guess I should see that as a compliment…. but

I get my grande starbucks cup with my name nicely placed above the special order section.  But I wonder….

What would the barista write on my cup if the polite, little college girl said, “non fat, triple, grande latte for fuck you!”

So, in light of my wonderful mood here’s a bit from George Carlin, Have a nice day!!!!