I love words. Shocking, I know. I've written almost eight hundred posts on this blog - and that's just here! Words are my life. I say millions of them a day. At varying levels of volume! And I never, ever, ever exagerate them!
I get stuck on catch phrases a lot, as we all do. Right now it's hard for me to get through any conversation without saying "As if!" or "I know, right?" They seem harmless, but it's hard to increase my credibility with senior government officials when one of those slips out. Also not condusive to being taken seriously? Exclaiming "I know, right!?" when someone compliments your briefing note writing skills.
My family gets stuck on them too, but theirs are highly annoying. If I have to hear "ermegherd" or "jam it in ya" one more time I'm going to beat someone with a dictionary telling them if they continue to mess with the English Language the English Language is going to mess them up.
One type of word I love is the onomatopoeia, which means a word that suggests or imitates the sound that it describes. My carpool friend and I enjoy nothing more than a good early morning comparison of our newest favourites. Words like "fluffy" or "slippery" or "prickly".
I also dig making word observations and sending out ramdon BBMs to friends that say things like:
"Know what's akward? The word "awkward". True story. I had to retype that four times just to get it right and it always looks wrong."
"Someone just said "Excuse me, ma'am. Did you axe for the extra large two cream half sugar? Axe? Really? When did this become okay?"
That is, when I'm not sending random BBMs about outfits I see in my building at work ... I'll save those for another time!