Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friends. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Others Like Me

I have only known you for a couple of years but in that time I have grown to enjoy your company, appreciate your sense of humour, your beery palate and I'm not the only one. Others like me feel the same.
So it gives me no pleasure whatsoever to take you to one side and talk to you, it's not a conversation I ever want to have again either but others like me feel the same.
I love that you love craft beers and craft beer bars, I like the fact that you always have nice things to say about the staff and that you have a passion for craft beers, the same as I have. Others like me feel the same.
I want you to look in the mirror, I want you to like what you see, we do, you see others like me feel the same.
I want you to take a week off the booze, I want you to get your head straight. Others like me feel the same.
I know you have a lot to give, I know you don't feel it right now, I want that second statement to change. Others like me feel the same.
I want you to get a job you like, I want you to enjoy your life, I want you to wake up in the morning and not have to apologise to everyone you might have seen the previous evening. Others like me feel the same.
Like I said, it's a conversation I never want to have again but if you need to talk then I'm here for you, as are the others like me who feel the same.

Friday, 13 November 2009

Man-Bags at Dawn


I'm not feeling the love today, it's the first time in about three weeks that Lucille and I are spending any quality time together due to our work commitments, it's pissing with rain and to top the day off I've got a hangover that will not go away.
I, therefore, feel like having a bit of a rant, about what? well today it's the English language. Lucille described one of my bags as a 'man-bag' to which I replied, it's just a bag, let's not 'over-friends' it, I was referring to the episode of friends(an American sitcom for those without televisions) where Joey gets a 'man-bag' that basically looks like a lady's hand bag, cue lots of handbag gags.
Man-bag is a symptom of the Americanisms that are infecting our daily conversations and even newspaper & broadcast journalism. Now I'm the first to admit that I'm not the greatest at writing and anyone who reads this blog will testify to that but I at least try and keep up with my spelling since my grammar seems to have gone to pot.
I'm going to give you some choice words and phrases that really wind me up, feel free to join in by the way!
I'm going to start with Innit! I've been hearing this word since I was about 13 and I even used to use it, innit? Are we so lazy that we have a word for the question/contraction 'isn't it'? it's already contracted!!! Fuck off you little Oiks!
Secondly I have to say that 'guesstimate' really stabs me through the heart, guess or estimate folks, make your bloody minds up!
I'm only going to do three because I'll be here all day and you'll get bored(if you're not already asleep) so lastly I have to go with 'can you borrow me a tenner'. Er, what? can you say that again? borrow me? I don't want to borrow you, you're clearly uneducated and I don't need your money either.
Now, I know teachers and I know how hard people in education work so I'm trying not to have a go at them but do the students of today realise that they're saying these things? In fact, the 'borrow me' phenomenon I hear from adults, all the time so it's not just todays teachers that seem to have failed, it's probably the teachers who were teaching my generation.
I'm going to sign off now but before I do...spellcheck?
By the way guesstimate is on the spell checker, aarrggghhh!!!