Hola.
You know, that's almost aloha backwards.
Mal ,'Ariel'
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Hola.
You know, that's almost aloha backwards.
Epic just called me a fat ass. See if I tussle with her, again.
Chatty!co-worker DOES say "You're welcome" in the above exchange, and it drives me BATSHIT.
Here's my question: can anyone figure out WHY that drives me batshit? Why exactly it seems patently WRONG for someone to say "You're welcome" after some one thanks them for a "Gesundheit"?
Because I have no clue why I react this way, other than "It's just....WRONG!"
A. Because it's Chatty!co-worker. Chatty!co-worker is already usually on your nerves.
B. Because it's weird.
C. Because it's slightly excessive, and maybe comes across like he thinks the (involuntary bodily response of) sneezing is rude.
D. And you're a little crazy. I can tell, because I like you so much.
Eta
E. None of the above applies to Canadians.
Maybe because it's gone from a common courtesy to feeling like a gift and therefore somewhat patronizing?
It DOES! It feels SO patronizing, especially from Chatty, because he has such a constant air of noblesse oblige anyway.
I think you could break a Canadian just by littering in front of them.
::envisions the Quebec scenario, where the litter, of course is unilingual and English::
Why don't you give that a try, Hec?
I don't know...never thought about it. Lest Tep think she's alone in this kind of crazy, I hate when I ask "Would you mind..." and the other person says Okay. Because you're really supposed to say "No." if you don't mind.
Teppy, is it anything like the wrong I feel when the fridge light goes out? Because we can have power out and the whole neighborhod is dark, and we do without power all day, cooking on the camp stove and lighting candles and Coleman lamps at dusk, and *still*, when I open the fridge door and the light doesn't go on, "Something's *wrong!*"
Wrong like that? Or just because it feels a little arrogant and entitled to you?
Not Wanted-ma, Epic.
My ex-minon calls me The Professor.
Okay, spill: MaryAnn. Sunshiny girl next door or secret wench of extreme lustiness?
Oh, and I've heard two things about the diuretic effect of tea: 1) Caffeine's diuretic properties are under debate and 2) You need to drink four or five cups of tea before the caffeine'd have any such effect.
Epic just called me a fat ass.
Dern right. If we can't see your skeleton, change your name to Chubbo.
See if I tussle with her, again.
Err, I mean, Cindy's the sveltiest!
Or just because it feels a little arrogant and entitled to you?
More wrong like this.