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Sep. 6th, 2011 01:09 pmI went to Wisconsin this past weekend to visit my parents. People who've been reading this journal for a while will know they are very devout Christians, who never use profane or obscene language. While visiting, I always strive to curtail my own rather salty vocabulary.
So it rather confounded me when, on the first day, my mother called some pesky problem "those buggers". I dithered over whether to enlighten her on the meaning of the phrase, but decided all it would accomplish would be her mortification. Couldn't see the point of that, so I kept my amusement to myself.
Something similar happened a few years ago at work. That time, my coworker looked up the word himself, to his great consternation. After skimming fourteen months of old posts, I found it in 2004: my coworker embarrasses himself quoting Austin Powers
So it rather confounded me when, on the first day, my mother called some pesky problem "those buggers". I dithered over whether to enlighten her on the meaning of the phrase, but decided all it would accomplish would be her mortification. Couldn't see the point of that, so I kept my amusement to myself.
Something similar happened a few years ago at work. That time, my coworker looked up the word himself, to his great consternation. After skimming fourteen months of old posts, I found it in 2004: my coworker embarrasses himself quoting Austin Powers
