Common
Freddy Woo writes, "My wife thinks calling the front room a lounge is common. Worse, a friend of hers recently admonished her daughter for calling a toilet, a toilet. Lavatory darling. It's lavatory."
My own mother refused to let me use the word 'oblong' instead of 'rectangle'. Which is just odd, to be honest.
What stuff do you think is common?
( , Thu 16 Oct 2008, 16:06)
Freddy Woo writes, "My wife thinks calling the front room a lounge is common. Worse, a friend of hers recently admonished her daughter for calling a toilet, a toilet. Lavatory darling. It's lavatory."
My own mother refused to let me use the word 'oblong' instead of 'rectangle'. Which is just odd, to be honest.
What stuff do you think is common?
( , Thu 16 Oct 2008, 16:06)
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flip flops
Thankfully I'm a music tech student so manage to avoid them most of the time (I doubt any of them know where the music department is, never mind make it down into the murky depths of the studios in the basement)- the library however is like hell on earth...
I got the door slammed in my face yesterday by a guy wearing tracksuit trousers, a cricket jumper, sunglasses, pashmina and flip flops. In Edinburgh, in October. I guess it's 'like, soo ironic, yah?'
I did get a gleam of smug satisfaction when he nearly tripped down the ridiculously steep death trap that's the new stairs outside the library though. And even more so when it started pissing it down...
This was probably more apt for last weeks question, but a girl I lived with in first year was such a rah she suffered from gout. Is there a posher ailment? I can't think of one...
( , Tue 21 Oct 2008, 18:17, Reply)
Thankfully I'm a music tech student so manage to avoid them most of the time (I doubt any of them know where the music department is, never mind make it down into the murky depths of the studios in the basement)- the library however is like hell on earth...
I got the door slammed in my face yesterday by a guy wearing tracksuit trousers, a cricket jumper, sunglasses, pashmina and flip flops. In Edinburgh, in October. I guess it's 'like, soo ironic, yah?'
I did get a gleam of smug satisfaction when he nearly tripped down the ridiculously steep death trap that's the new stairs outside the library though. And even more so when it started pissing it down...
This was probably more apt for last weeks question, but a girl I lived with in first year was such a rah she suffered from gout. Is there a posher ailment? I can't think of one...
( , Tue 21 Oct 2008, 18:17, Reply)
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