I don’t wanna seem like a grumpy curmudgeon, but I can barely mask my indignation as two college students discuss an important project, and swap stories about sports injuries. They are both attractive, athletic, and very bright. Normally, these sultry characteristics would supersede my compulsion for critical observation. However, our female scholars cannot speak two sentences without using the word “like.” Worse yet, they punctuate every phrase with that lilting inflection that turns statements into questions.
Years ago I dated a woman with this very same affliction. But I had different priorities then and gradually came to the realization that a satisfied libido inspires a powerful capacity for interpersonal diplomacy. Oh, hmm, I believe I understand the source of my irritation.