February 12, 2009

In a recent blog, I wrote about my distaste for a couple of words, specifically “spot-on” and bro/bra.  The very next day, not one but two of my co-workers made it a point to say I was “spot-on bro.”  Yeah, keep pokin’ the bear with a stick.  See what happens.

One of our listeners, and I won’t mention her name so as to not cause any problems where she works, used the opportunity to vent her frustrations about the verbal quirks of one of her office-mates.  From the email she sent me:

Just read your blog post here is my “innocuous word or phrase”. My co-worker/office mate says “seriously?” like I breathe air.

“I’m going down the hall to the restroom”

“Seriously?”

“Oh look out the window it’s snowing again”

“Seriously?”

“Joan just came in looking for you”

“Seriously?”

It goes on and on and on all day long.

Yeah, that would drive me up the wall, too.  I’d make it a point to respond to her constant inquiries with really dumb responses, sort of like Mad Magazine’s “Snappy Answers to Stupid Questions.”  

“I’m going down the hall to the restroom”

“Seriously?”

“No, I just took care of that in your coffee cup”

“Oh look out the window it’s snowing again”

“Seriously?”

“No, I must be having a small stroke.”

“Joan just came in looking for you”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, and she was muttering under her breath while brandishing a pistol.”

If you’ve got any other’s that cheese you off, feel free to shoot me an email at paturban@thebus.net.