Monday, November 24, 2014

And . . .

speaking of overused,

What about our* old favorite, awesome?
No example needed.

*by "our" I don't mean "mine." I mean it's ubiquitous. You know it is. And overused.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Also overused

Perfect, as in when you're talking to the dr's scheduler to make an appointment. For instance,

Scheduler: Can you spell your last name for me?
Me: S c h i e s s
Scheduler: Perfect. And what's your birth date?
Me: 9 2 40
Scheduler: Perfect.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Really, I'm fine.

Okay. It's what I thought about when I couldn't sleep. Well, there were other things, too. But here's the one thing I chose to write today:

Night falls, but morning breaks.

Explain that to me.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Overused

Two words I'm sick of hearing:
  1. virtually - which means not really, so that your insurance that covers "virtually" everything really doesn't
  2. iconic - everything is iconic these days

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Don't be thinking what you're thinking. I know what I'm talking about.

Here's the thing. When your hair is white, you are invisible. That's one thing. Here's another. Men, if they do see you, think they can say stupid little cutesie things to you, because you are old, and you will love it. You will be glad and grateful for the attention. And clearly they think old women are stupid, without functioning brains.

So yesterday, at Albertsons, people were giving out samples of food--sushi, shrimp, and sections of Clementines (mandarin oranges). The guy handing out the oranges was probably early 50s, if that old.

Here is what he said to me. "You behaving yourself?"

He could have said, "Here. Have a section of orange." Or the like. But I know very well he thought he could ask "You behaving yourself?" because I'm old, and he thought I'd be flattered by the attention and say something like, "Sure trying to."

I have told this incident to my sister, who says I am wrong about it. He may have been flirting--not exactly her word. But I say this: No. He is at least twenty years younger than I. No. I cannot see him saying such a thing to a young woman. That would establish a different context entirely. And No. I have had experiences like this before, people--that's people I don't know--calling me dear, hon, even sweetie, and adopting a certain tone of voice that underscores my age and their ignorance.

I don't like it.

So I did not reply like a sweet old lady. Instead I said, "Why would you ask that question?"

For a moment he looked crest-fallen (an expression only old people use), but he did recover, and he said, "Rumors."

I laughed, moved him up a notch or two in my estimation of his sense and smarts, and said, "Good answer." Then I walked away and ate my mandarin orange segment. I've tasted better.