It seems to be making a comeback among the younger set as well. At the college where I work, I hear young men saying “female” all too often. “Larry’s last party was lame – not enough females!” It’s the tone that gets on my nerves, as if you need to stock up on “females” like you are stocking game on a preserve.
I can see male and female, but not guy and female, or man and female
I holler at my cat if he goes “outside the box.”
But we are! At least some of the time.
I’ve mentioned this before - a hospital Mom practiced at once had labelled the washrooms, apparently in an attempt at scientific precision, as MALE and FEMALE.
One imagined the male and female washrooms getting together and making little baby washrooms.
“My bad” is from Clueless-at least, that’s where I first heard it. I confess to using it on occassion.
I’ll see your “at the end of the day” and raise you a “make no mistake,” another turgid post-9/11 catchphrase that is sorely overdue for decapitation.
“But make no mistake… just in case you were about to make the mistake of disagreeing with the mindless platitudes I shortly intend to mouth. I thought I’d take this opportunity to warn my audience pre-emptively, seeing as how you’re all thunderously stupid cattle and all. Therefore, in the process of filtering the message I’m about to deliver through your pork-fed cranial ganglia, try not to exercise any independent thought which might cause you to entertain doubts regarding the sterling quality of my words, because that would inevitably be a mistake; hence my earlier precautionary admonishment.”
I’m tired of hearing “ya think”…or anything else that sounds like it came off of “Friends”. I don’t like when I say thanks and someone replies “no problem”. This has become so common that my parents do it now.
Unless you’re a 36 year old high school teacher, I don’t suspect that you would be.
Yes there is. It’s the unisex “guys” or “girls”. “hey guys what’s up?” “girls night out” “I’m going out with the girls tonight”
Girls also use the term “boys” to refer to men. “he’s out with the boys tonight” “that boy is cute” etc
Motion passed. If you’re so smart and sophisticated, go get a job where your fellow employees don’t act like mindless livestock.
The terms “playa’” or “dog” is hereby declared uncool.
Anyone who’s “got my back” will also recieve a kick in the nuts.
I wish the war pundits would quit talking about the Arab street until they’re equally willing to discuss non-Arab streets. Ie: Bush’s troop surge is not going over well in the American street.
Or-- at the very least-- if pundits are indeed consulting sources on the Arab street, they should properly acknowledge the help of the Arab Huggy Bear and Rooster.
With regards to “word”, I don’t know if it’s related or not, but Australians were saying “my word!” as long ago as the Nineteenth Century. The etymology may or may not carry through, but I think it does because the meaning is usually the same. Mark Twain commented on it in his writings of his travels here. I grew up with that phrase and use it a lot.
We have long since passed the time when “Git-R-Done!” should have become a hanging offense. (I’m sure this is especially noticeable out here in the sticks.)
Anything coined or popularized by Rachael Ray, such as “sammies”, “stoup”, “Yum-O!”, and “EVOO-thats-extra-virgin-olive-oil”. I don’t think any of these has actually caught on, but since I can’t seem to turn my head these days without seeing Rachael’s mug, a pre-emptive strike is in order.
Well, when I just said it (talking about tabloids having every celebrity of childbearing age on pregnancy-watch) I really did choose the word “female” instead of “woman” as a designation. The way tabloids look at possibly pregnant celebrities is as if they are the females of a special species that we are all hoping will breed. Game preserve is pretty apt.
I agree that when people say “female” instead of “woman” a lot of times they’re pretty much saying something like, “one of those things that’s like a person except that it might fuck you, or it might yell at you…you just don’t know.”
Grandmas still might say “my word” in Canada but it’s funny that when I hear a kid say “word” I always think it sounds like a grandma reaction. “My word, you are certainly right about that!”
I always thought it was short for word is bond and just meant “true,” but outside of songs I never heard anyone use that full phrase and so when I hear it I think of it being short for “my word” and it sounds funny to me like “my goodness.”
If I say “I’m sorry”, the victim of my slight can fire back, “What, sorry I found you out?” If I say “my bad”, I’m acknowledging fault and we can get past it more quickly. (I prided myself on never saying “my bad”–until I played high school basketball, when I found out that it’s really convenient for when there’s not much time to express yourself.)
We can file that under “Things that Make Northern Californians Stick Out Like Sore Thumbs Here”.
:eek: One of your students said that to you?
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It’s a regional thing. As I noted above, “hella” is alive and well among my generation in Northern Cal. But “yo”, the standard greeting among my peers in early-1990s southern Maryland, got me laughed out of school in late-1990s San Diego.
ARGH! This one KILLS me. The two-word title turned into a two-word verb. People automatically lose respect points when I hear them say that crap.
I do this–sort of. If someone blows up at something minor that I say, I’ll try to calm them down by telling them, “Hey, I’m just sayin’ X” where X is a restatement of whatever they were just overreacting to, or an explanation of why they should heed it. Example: There are specific things we have to remind customers of (where the condiments are, etc.) at my work before we let them loose with their drinks and food. I recently had to remind one of my coworkers of “the script”, at which point he blew up at me and told me he knew how to do his job. My response: “Hey, I’m just sayin’, the mystery shoppers are going to mark off points for that.”
No, it’s “My bad”. Trust me.
Are you reading the same thread I’m reading? Most of these are business catchphrases, used by people with MBAs.
I remember hearing and seeing “My bad” in exactly that form as early as 1992.
Well, it is what it is.
Maybe up there, but down here it’s young-black-guy talk. FWIW, I lump women in with “guys”. Second person plural is always “you guys” even when it’s three women.
You think so? I work in a bookstore, next to the cookbook section. Her face is branded into the deepest recesses of my brain, and her T-shirt that says “Yum-O!”
As for me, 2006’s “The XY” two-letter acronym craze made me want to cut myself. It’d be one thing if the show itself weren’t soap-opera dreck, but shit…it’s even extended to three-letter acronyms. A group of morning radio hosts formerly called “Dave, Shelly and Chainsaw” are now “The DSC”.
Oh, yeah, I forgot “peeps.” Peeps are grotesque little candy things, not people.
Ohhhhhhh, yes! Along with other “business shorthand” that makes me crazy:
“I am taking a vacay” - it’s a vacaTION, you dipstick.
“We’re going to have a convo” - I’m sure you mean conversation.
Ohhhh, I’ve been wanting to pit “It is what it is” for awhile. I come home from work complaining about it to my wife all the time. I can’t go 5 minutes without hearing it from one of the parrots at the office and I can’t think of a more ridiculous, completely and utterly meaningless phrase. I think everyone has picked up on it because management says it with broken-record-like frequency.
If I could bring a new one (I think) into the thread . . .
I hate when 2 people make a mistake - for instance, you and another person are coming around a corner at the same time and you bump into each other. You do the polite thing and say “excuse me”, and the other person pops out with, “No, you’re good! 
”
Hey, I’m not the only one who made a mistake here, pal! Your trendy little catch-phrase implies that you’re letting me off the hook for something. You’re not!
I think **e-bow ** was simply observing that the rest of us hate young black people with MBAs.
I know that’s what I meant to convey with my contribution, anyway.
Dang, I always thought that was the whole point of the reference-- the implication that one’s “peeps” are such close friends that they might as well be joined at the hip, just as the marshmallow variety often come fused together in a row.
Not that I ever use the expression myself, of course-- I’m no young black MBA.