Connie in Sang Sacre on the Battle of Christmastown:
Oh, the snowmanity.
Made me crack up.
Shrift:
An example of the cheery being inflicted on me:
Boss: GOOD MORNING!
Me:
t mumble
G'morning.
Boss:
t leans close
Did you say good morning?
Me: Yes?
Boss:
t sing-song
I didn't HEAR you!
Me:
t recoils in terror
further on the same conversation, shrift as my role model in the office:
Well, I'm not actively homicidal. I just want to get on the intercom and scream "Freaks! Freaks! Happiness pie freaks! I declare this office Misanthropy Land and none of you may venture within its borders!"
A two-fer -
Trudy Booth, to a habitually snarly Buffista:
Shrift, you should come to New York where you'd be considered chipper and folksy in your wholesome midwestern ways.
Katie M:
I knew this girl in grad school who was from a small town in Ohio, and had then lived in the same New Jersey town as me for a couple of years (though we didn't know each other at the time).
ME: How did you like it?
HER: Well, it seemed a little unfriendly. I mean, I'd say hello to people and they wouldn't say hello back.
ME: People? Like... random people on the street?
HER: Yeah!
ME: Um, you realize that they thought you were probably crazy, right?
Words of wisdom for the ages, from Cindy:
Matt, remember, if you ever have to go on the lam, you can't take a sofa with you, but a leather coat is de rigeur.
shrift:
But I don't think the special hell has Cheetos