Stop Dismantling the Language

Coworker: “How would you pronounce that word?”
Me: “Matte”
Coworker: “No! It should be Matté!”

Me: “Wait a second! You complained when I said ‘Frappe’ should be pronounced ‘Frappé’ – this is exactly the same thing!”

Coworker: “Yeah, but I know that one!”

It’s eerie how similar this conversation was with the interchange reported earlier that included a sixth grader.

At Least it’s Better Than a Vial of Blood

I just went to a cardiac health screening here, where they measured my blood pressure, cholesterol, height, and weight.  When I left, they handed me two things:

  1. A folder, with information on cholesterol, blood pressure, and other health considerations.
  2. A small, unmarked box

I forgot about the box, at first, but now I’ve just opened it.  It’s a carabiner keyring.  Yes, that’s right: to commemorate my completing the cardiac health screening, I got a carabiner keyring.

This makes absolutely no sense at all.  Am I meant to use this to climb to a higher level of cardiac health?  I feel like I now need a mental health screening.  Or somebody else does.

That’s Your Answer to Everything

mentioned back in February how a popular hosting provider had recommended web space as the perfect Valentine’s Day gift.

Today I got an e-mail headed, “Looking for a unique way to show Mom you love her?  Give Mom a customized website.”

This has to be the least intelligent marketing campaign ever.  I admit it’s a nice thought to create a website for Mom with family photos and “letters of appreciation” (as the e-mail recommends).  It’s certainly nicer than the outcome that would surely follow any guy on the planet uttering the phrase, “Here, honey, I got you a web hosting contract.  Let’s go celebrate.”  Still, let’s not get carried away with the Hallmark Holiday marketing campaigns.