For some reason this morning I came to realize that I don't particularly like the word 'OK.' I'm sure this falling out has something to do with ubiquity and if there's one thing I know for sure is that the latter is powerful enough to strangle most attachments, even one to a little lexeme like 'OK.'
This morning I did the right thing and took the trash out. I thought I would so without any help at all. From the iPod, that is. I thought I'd hear the sounds of nature, instead. Instead, I was faced with TEN or more OK-s uttered by two neighbors as they talked over each other over the course of 10 seconds.
On the way back I was thinking of some other trivial thing that had managed to bother me as much in the past 24 hours and I came up with the following:
1) A small segment of the Katt Williams' show It's Pimpin' Pimpin' on Comedy Central.... I have no idea how that happened, but I started paying attention to it when my nerves were being scratched by a continuous bleeeep sound that was inserted after every other word that the comic uttered.
Congratulations, Comedy Central, you have now alienated me and my household most dexterously. Katt Williams, if you want people to even remotely pay attention to you, stick to HBO. Our collective ears will thank you.
I think a stare was produced at some point and Katt Williams was suddenly mute. Which made him even funnier.
2) Waiters who ask about the qualitative aspect of your order when you have not had a chance to take the first bite yet and you feel it's too early in the morning to lie and say: 'just fine, thanks.'