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People/Neighbors who enjoy singing loud enough (and equally poorly) to invade my world. I am pretty sure that she believes that she sings like a nightingale, but she’s closer to a nightmare.
Can't you speak The Queen's English Scotty? Only kidding, times I've heard the expression, "Come again," accompanied with a bemused smile when in a public place, like a restaurant, in The US that is. It's been said that we are two nations divided by language and to that end, I would never asked where the loo is. But I'm sure it doesn't take much to figure out that it means the toilet. Was your visit a planned vacation?I've never been more conscious of my own accent than when I was in England many years ago. Talk about standing out like a sore thumb. haha
No one said anything to me about it, but I was aware of it.
Can't you speak The Queen's English Scotty? Only kidding, times I've heard the expression, "Come again," accompanied with a bemused smile when in a public place, like a restaurant, in The US that is. It's been said that we are two nations divided by language and to that end, I would never asked where the loo is. But I'm sure it doesn't take much to figure out that it means the toilet. Was your visit a planned vacation?
Along similar lines, the neighbors who live across the street from us like to throw parties on occasion, complete with a live band that must surely be comprised of family members and/or friends. The band isn't particularly good when they start, and as the day/night wears on (and presumably as the alcohol flows) they get progressively worse. Our city does not have a "noise curfew", but instead enforces California Penal Code 415 which states, in part, that noise is illegal when "any person maliciously and willfully disturbs another person by loud and unreasonable noise." Now, we know they didn't ask the band to play at their party/parties to "willfully" disturb everyone in the neighborhood; they just wanted some music to accompany their fun. But when they're still going strong at 2:00 a.m., even I know they should have pulled the plug three to four hours earlier as a courtesy to...well, everyone within earshot.People/Neighbors who enjoy singing loud enough (and equally poorly) to invade my world. I am pretty sure that she believes that she sings like a nightingale, but she’s closer to a nightmare.
"The Loo" is actually quite common in my town these days among a certain type of bourgie middle-aged women who want to sound more cosmopolitan than they really are. They are almost always accompanied by husbands in popped-collar polo shirts and new-looking Sperry Topsiders, who always ask where to find "the Head."
I always pretend to be baffled and then say "Oh, yeah, the can is downstairs."
There was a time, back in the 70's or 80's when we picked up on Doo-doo's. It seemed to be a sort of buzz word. A comment by some journalist brought a smile. Out walking, he trod in some offensive mess and said: "Sh*t! I just trod in some doo-doo's."I just say, 'I have to go potty.'
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We used to have a company around here that proudly declared that it pioneered the "affinity credit card" racket -- wooo, look, your credit card has the logo of your favorite sports team or college. Aren't you just the most special thing.
Well perceived, until you pointed it out I didn't realise just how subliminal that kind of advertising can be. Many cars these days are of a hatchback design that have an up and over type of tailgate. There's a shelf that hides the luggage carrying area. Many a sports fan will lay their team scarf across the shelf so that they display their team colours when the tailgate is closed.It’s quite the hustle, that getting the audience to advertise your product for you, and to actually pay for the privilege.
There was a time, back in the 70's or 80's when we picked up on Doo-doo's. It seemed to be a sort of buzz word. A comment by some journalist brought a smile. Out walking, he trod in some offensive mess and said: "Sh*t! I just trod in some doo-doo's."
Around that time the actor, Noel Coward, made a non-sensible expression about going to the toilet. He would say: "I must telephone The Vatican." That spawned many a copycat expression from powdering your nose to turning your bike around.
There was a time, back in the 70's or 80's when we picked up on Doo-doo's. It seemed to be a sort of buzz word. A comment by some journalist brought a smile. Out walking, he trod in some offensive mess and said: "Sh*t! I just trod in some doo-doo's."
Around that time the actor, Noel Coward, made a non-sensible expression about going to the toilet. He would say: "I must telephone The Vatican." That spawned many a copycat expression from powdering your nose to turning your bike around.