Have a guess
Grandad February 3rd, 2011
I watched a film last night.
Well, when I say I watched it, I half watched as it was about American teenage boys. It wasn’t my kind of film at all, but it had a lovely guitar soundtrack so I left it running for Herself to watch. Films calm her down.
Half listening to the film, I firmed up on a conclusion that I had reached a long time ago…
American teenagers are fucking stupid.
They really don’t know anything. Not a single fact rattles around their empty heads. If you asked them the colour of milk they couldn’t tell you. And how did I reach this conclusion? Because every single thing they say ends in ‘I guess’.
“Are you male or female?” “I’m male, I guess.”
“Are you alive or dead?” “I’m alive, I guess.”
Why do they have to guess everything? Aren’t they sure? Are they so lacking in knowledge of their surroundings that they have to guess every single answer?
There is an advertising company here that made an advertisement for some shit or other. They made outrageous claims about the product and followed each claim with the word ‘fact’.
“Our product kills all germs. Fact!”
“Our product is the best on the market. Fact!”
Shouting ‘fact’ all the time is just as irritating as hearing the ubiquitous ‘I guess’. Maybe we should send that advertising company to America? Teenagers there might grow in confidence a bit when facts are shouted at them all the time, and the company mightn’t be so fucking sure of itself after hearing all those guesses.
Just a thought.
I guess.
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I can’t stand Americanisms, I like your blog, it’s funny!
Heh! Thanks Sue, and welcome to my little spot of insanity.
Fire. Good !
TT – Wha?
TT has finally got his fire ablaze, I guess…Fact!!!
The one that drives me crazy is “ya know” and that’s a Fact.
Thank you em all for the so awesome comments like, ya know. I guess. Fact!
No one says yes anymore. Absolutely.
Easy.
Used with gay abandon in anything made in America by Americans, featuring Americans.
I know exactly how you feel because the same thing irritates the hell out of me too.
Fact is…we’re getting to be grumpy old men…I guess!