Babe.
Sweet words when they are being whispered in your ear by a loved one. Which among us wouldn’t agree?
BUT NOT AT THE FUCKING OFFICE YOU TRAILER PARK, WHITE TRASH, BACK STABBING, CONIVING, MANIPULATIVE CUNT!!!
In case you haven’t noticed, we’re in a business setting. I know you really like your “work friends”. I know how tight you are with them. But please, for the sake of all that’s descent. For those of us who don’t need to get up one another’s crotches to communicate effectively and get things done. Would you please knock off that tooth rotting, sugary sweet, irritatingly fake little habit you’ve picked up?!! It may be appropriate in a whore house but not here.
We have a woman here at our office that refers to everyone as “sweetie”. Problem is, no one can stand to be around her and she back stabs the crap out of you. So you can imagine how much hostility is created by the bitch.
Pet names belong to loved ones or very close friends, not in for people you work with.
My standard name holders are “hon” or “buddy”. I can see how one might assume that this is an artificial and manipulative habit designed to engender good will. The truth, however, is that I simply can’t be bothered to learn your name, and you’re lucky I deigned to speak to you at all…
Okay, hon?