Xander ,'End of Days'
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I should try to use that more often. You can put a lot of rage and venom into "scheisse."
Then you run into German speakers who give you the evil eye. I used to say "Oh, bugger" a lot and got looks of "Oh, how quaint!" Then I got a supervisor who spent a lot of time in England, and her look was one of "WTF!!!" I apologized quickly and everyone else went "What? What?"
edit: I wonder what British visitors make of the giant sign by the freeway advertising "SOD!"
You BUTTER them?! Heathen.
(Actually, kumquats are rather salty. Which, you know, works.)
We used to conjugate irregular German verbs under our breath as a substitute for cussin' in high school. "We" being nerds who took German, in this case.
Totally. But really? Her heart shatters? That just makes me want to see that. I have taken similar requests from people who just said "Could you not do that? I hate it." But when I do, I'm either 1. not thinking of god at all. 2. thinking about Mark Twain's quote that cursing is the best prayer ever, cause it's so sincere. But if I say "Jesus!" I'm usually not thinking of The Big J.C. He's not Lurch...he's not going to get confused.
In a past job, we sometimes used donors' names as curses. "What in the B-----???" It was funny, until I actually met Mrs. B.
When I was in college, for a while we adopted "Pope" as a swear word.
"Pope you, motherpoper!"
My mother used "Ayatollah Khomeni" as a swear word when I was a girl. It does have a ring to it, but is now sadly outdated (he died.)
I like "scheisse." I should try to use that more often. You can put a lot of rage and venom into "scheisse."
I picked that one up from Run Lola Run.
Hooray! I have a bathroom to use!
Unfortunately, it has no door and there are all these construction workers around, but I don't care.
So that was weird.
Got called over for birthday cakery. Everyone's speaking a language I don't. They then sing a version of happy birthday with God in it, and two of the guys hand feed the birthday boy tiramisu.
I ended up wandering off. If they can't be bothered to speak English, there's really no point me hanging around.