And I always want to get on a plane, go to England, get Margaret Thatcher, and have her kick the shit of the dude while screaming, "who's the alpha male now, bitch?"

I think the Queen would have a greater impact. Or, you could get Helen Mirren, combining her roles in The Queen and RED.

Otherwise, the f-bomb is dropped a lot (not by me) along with frequent reference to balls and how hard it is to work with chicks. Yes, you can tell I work in a male-dominated environment.

I prefer working with women, as a general rule. My current firm is pretty good on the whole, but the bloke culture gets out of hand sometimes.

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?"

I use 'bugger' as one of my go-to swear words. Despite the referent, it's really quite mild in the Australian context. (And the English.) I got called out on it once, on a board frequented by Mormons, again by someone who'd spent some time in England. (For some reason they thought I was a teenager going for shock value.) I apologised sincerely, assuring them I hadn't intended to slip anything in through the back door. Signed off with "Roger and out". They complimented me on my courtesy.

I apologised sincerely, assuring them I hadn't intended to slip anything in through the back door. Signed off with "Roger and out". They complimented me on my courtesy.

Heh.

You know what's really funny? I noticed kumquats for sale at the grocery store today. I never notice kumquats. But today, before I read this thread, I see kumquats.

YOU PEOPLE ARE IN MY BRAIN!!!

No OBs at the Ralphs near work, and no space for them either.

regular and mixed packages of OBs at my safeway --- rack is about half full

There was a church in Chaudi in Goa called St. Theresa of Jesus. This is our new swear.

Argh, my doctor submitted the claim for my last visit under a defunct insured ID, so of course it was denied. I gave them the new card and told them the policy had changed, dang it.

I apologised sincerely, assuring them I hadn't intended to slip anything in through the back door. Signed off with "Roger and out". They complimented me on my courtesy.

Ow. Thank god I wasn't on the phone when I read that.

My big package of OBs from drugstore.com arrived today. Contemplating wrapping them for Christmas.

I often use "balls" as an expletive these days.

I am sitting through some computerized mandated training that I have to do before the end of the year. Which is funny: I wonder if the credit will roll over when I get rehired? Anyway, I aced the pre-training test, and then just took the post-training test and scored 94%. Because how hard is it to know that "bringing a gun to work" is a signifier for workplace violence?

Sheesh.