I can’t say I’m surprised by this, but it’s still a tad weird:

“OMG!” she said, quickly backing up and heading into the other available stall. Her peroxide blonde hair about stood on end, I imagine, from the sound of her voice. Whatever was in that stall was likely disgusting.

I don’t really care.

What I couldn’t get past was hearing someone speak the letters “O” and “M” and “G”, a text messaging abbreviation, instead of the actual words. We have, oh joyous day, come to a place in the demise of the English language in which we save on syllables by speaking the nonsensical abbreviations we used to save on text characters.

In fact, it’s worse than that: we’re not even saving on syllables. “OMG” takes precisely three, as does the phrase for which it stands. And certain phrases — “WTF” comes immediately to mind — actually take more syllables, IYKWIMAITYD.

And if I live to be a hundred, I’ll never quite understand 1174.


  1. LeeAnn »

    6 March 2010 · 4:41 pm

    Around our house, we are prone to saying “whiskey tango foxtrot”, a hold-over from H’s Navy days.
    I do confess I’ve burst out with Oh Em Gee when the situation calls for amazement, but only when I know there are youngsters within earshot, because few things are as much fun as the look of shock on a teen’s face at an old broad speaking texty.
    1174…. I don’t get it either.

  2. Brian J. »

    7 March 2010 · 6:53 am

    Didn’t OMG sing “If You Leave”?

  3. Vickie »

    8 March 2010 · 4:47 pm

    Then there’s the dumbass kid last year, who, thinking I couldn’t POSSIBLY understand DILLIGAF* when uttered to my face in class, learned pretty damn quick that pushing 60 doesn’t mean pushing up daisies.

    *let me know how long it took you to figure it out.

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