Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Also posted mobile-y, sorry for the spelling and grammar.
After dinner I hit a local pub I generally like, although notsomuch on Mondays. A friend from years past introduced me to his girlfriend, and her and I talked when he left to do some business of sorts.
I knew it was time to leave when this COLLEGE EDUCATED ENGLISH GRADUATED became confused by our conversion:
Me: I guess I have a flair for being histrionic, but I tend to think it's just jealousy over my urge to introduce every sense I notice in my daily journeys.
Her: I have no idea what you're talking about.
Me: Over the top? Dramatic with a capital D?
Her: Oh. You should have said dramatic.
Me: But histrionic means MEGA-dramatic.
Her: Then say mega-dramatic.
Me: Where did you get your degree from?
Me: Didn't they just get a Guinness Book award for having the most people dressed like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?
Her: Yes! I went to that.
Englih Major FAIL. Remembers a day of people dressed like weirdos, en masse, but can't decipher a simple word that ALL English majors should know, and use, daily.
I had to leave after that. My brain hurt.