Domingo, Junho 27, 2004
Even Shakespeare's Lips Grow Foul
"Flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified." -Romeo and Juliet
In a nutshell, this world is unkind. Its people try to appear too clever to veer off from saying something unpleasant to the others. For great fear of hurting that unfortunate person, we have conceived the smart idea of soft-pedaling.
Euphemisms. They're one among the most unforgettable topics I've learned from my dear instructor in Communication. (This article, personally, has nothing to do with Shakespeare. But what the heck, I only need a title for this. Will's catchy enough). Anyway, this one's a helpful piece of teaching, you know, because euphemisms aren't merely a practice -- it's a lifestyle. Miss Cherry is right. She said that when we're fuming mad, we don't normally say, "Galit ako," instead we utter the gentler statement, "Hindi ako galit... Naba-badtrip lang ako." By saying those words, we automatically make the effect of our raging wrath seem reduced in the eyes of our friends. We somehow reassure them that this freaking outburst is only temporary. And no, they aren't the reason why we feel bad, although oftentimes, they're really the ones why we do.
And I'm as smart enough to, in some way, decipher people who soft-pedal, as I am quick enough to turn insults into speeches more pleasant to a friend's ears. And so I did not feel bad when my friend messaged me, "I think a chubby Trish looks better." With all honesty, she even made me feel good. I knew myself. I knew I'm getting really robust, and I still feel okay about the fact that I'm not doing anything about my being fat and all. If you can only take a look at Mingming, she's turned so obese she can hardly groom her back. And it seems to me that Kofi constantly advises/coerces her to chase some rats or kill some cockroaches in the house so Mingming can be as useful as she. But Mingming only brushes her off.
I have no idea how to end this, so I'm going to conclude by putting in another person's retort about phone operators. I totally admire her opinions. This girl talks great sense.
I hate it when operators ask you, "can you hold a minute, please?" It's such a pointless question. If you want to talk to someone and achieve whatever it is that you've called for then you have to say ,"yes." So really they should say, "If you want to talk to someone, hold on, if you don't want to talk to someone hang up, but remember that if you do you might never get to talk to anyone at all. So you should stay on the line." How difficult is that? (Ochoa,09/06/03)
In a nutshell, this world is unkind. Its people try to appear too clever to veer off from saying something unpleasant to the others. For great fear of hurting that unfortunate person, we have conceived the smart idea of soft-pedaling.
Euphemisms. They're one among the most unforgettable topics I've learned from my dear instructor in Communication. (This article, personally, has nothing to do with Shakespeare. But what the heck, I only need a title for this. Will's catchy enough). Anyway, this one's a helpful piece of teaching, you know, because euphemisms aren't merely a practice -- it's a lifestyle. Miss Cherry is right. She said that when we're fuming mad, we don't normally say, "Galit ako," instead we utter the gentler statement, "Hindi ako galit... Naba-badtrip lang ako." By saying those words, we automatically make the effect of our raging wrath seem reduced in the eyes of our friends. We somehow reassure them that this freaking outburst is only temporary. And no, they aren't the reason why we feel bad, although oftentimes, they're really the ones why we do.
And I'm as smart enough to, in some way, decipher people who soft-pedal, as I am quick enough to turn insults into speeches more pleasant to a friend's ears. And so I did not feel bad when my friend messaged me, "I think a chubby Trish looks better." With all honesty, she even made me feel good. I knew myself. I knew I'm getting really robust, and I still feel okay about the fact that I'm not doing anything about my being fat and all. If you can only take a look at Mingming, she's turned so obese she can hardly groom her back. And it seems to me that Kofi constantly advises/coerces her to chase some rats or kill some cockroaches in the house so Mingming can be as useful as she. But Mingming only brushes her off.
I have no idea how to end this, so I'm going to conclude by putting in another person's retort about phone operators. I totally admire her opinions. This girl talks great sense.
I hate it when operators ask you, "can you hold a minute, please?" It's such a pointless question. If you want to talk to someone and achieve whatever it is that you've called for then you have to say ,"yes." So really they should say, "If you want to talk to someone, hold on, if you don't want to talk to someone hang up, but remember that if you do you might never get to talk to anyone at all. So you should stay on the line." How difficult is that? (Ochoa,09/06/03)
Carnaval took a nap at 1:47:00 AM
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