Monday, April 26, 2010
I can't stand when someone describes a location as *only like 10 minutes away* when you know darn well it takes more like 17 minutes to get there. And I'm not talking about some infrequented place. I'm talking about a church, a school, a yoga class, or something else that needs to be arrived at by a PRECISE time. It starts at 9am and there's no way they'd ever leave at 8:50am when they go; so they should know darn well that 10 minutes is a gross underestimation.
My wife provides another example of my exasperation. I'll ask her what time it is, SHE'LL LOOK AT A DIGITAL CLOCK, and say it's *like 8 o'clock*.
Or course it most certainly is not *8 o'clock*. It could be anywhere from 7:49 to 8:15 for all I know. Why can't she just say it's 7:53???
Now she is 100% Italian so this kind of fuzzy articulation is sown into her DNA.
But I witness and suffer this imprecision from all types of Morons.
And I do wonder if it's rooted in the 80s when kids started inserting the word *like* into every single sentence...