Senseless Sunday Sarcasm : Screwed
board bored yet?
If so, welcome to the 21st century where “a long wait” is 5 minutes.
I have to say that although my boss is a millennial, and half my age, she’s great! Which proves there’s always an exception to every meme.
And she’s one of the few 30-somethings who can actually write an entire sentence. Which brings me to the skewered point of today’s senseless sarcasm:
When it comes to words, we’re screwed.
Language is always changing. If you don’t believe me, it wasn’t all that long ago where this fellow was called a Kah Nicked
Not that I wouldn’t want to Kah nick a guy like this in the balls, he can’t even write a sentence properly; but now, the word Knight is pronounced “nite.”
One used to have discriminating taste and could discriminate between the edge of a cliff and a curb. No one remembers the proper use of that word anymore.
Hold on while I find my latest screw driver
I need to screw my grandfather clock into the wall.
What was I saying…
It certainly wasn’t, “My bad.”
We can’t even get the meanings of words right anymore — or spell them correctly.
NO! Once, when you raced a car, you were a racist, or a racer.
And now, may I present the latest in word defamation:
It makes one want to do this:
Texting reminds me of a joke I heard in the 1990’s:
MR snaks, MR knot, OSAR! UR krek, MR snaks.
Translation: Them are snakes, them are not. Oh yes they are! You’re correct, them are snakes. Snake! Where are you going! Snake. Stop.
Excuse me for a moment while I upchuck into my Starbuck chai tea with soy milk and honey.
Ok, I’m back now, but next time I write about something as serious as word screws, I’m not going to have that $4.00 Ghiradelli chocolate molten lava cake for breakfast.
I will now return to the very important subject at hand. Barbie? Ken? Are you listening?
I guess not.