Showing posts with label cliches. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cliches. Show all posts

Thursday, August 11, 2011

10 clichés from which no good can possibly follow



            You’ve heard these before, usually as preface to an unwanted conversation. Here’s how to fight back:
            Cliché: We need to talk! Response: No we don’t!
            Cliché: There’s good news and bad news. Which do you want first? Response: First a double martini; second, the good news; third, a refill.
            Cliché: My pet did the cutest thing. Response: Sorry, my doctor says I can’t listen to pet stories. It’s a medical thing.
            Cliché: There’s something I need to get off my chest. Response: And I’d love to hear it but I have an appointment in Oklahoma City, Ok.
            Cliché: Viewers may find the following footage disturbing. Response: Then don’t show it, you condescending gargoyle.
            Cliché: May I offer you some constructive criticism? Response: No, but perhaps you’d care to wrestle?
            Cliché: Shall I be frank? Response: Absolutely NOT!
            Cliché: May I see your driver’s license? Response: May I see that strange hat you’re wearing? (More laughs are what cops need.)
            Cliché: I saw the best movie. It starts out…” Response: By all means tell me the entire story. Spare no detail. I have all day. Is there popcorn?
            Cliché: You know what drives me nuts? Response: With me it’s brain cell deterioration.
            And finally America’s single most devastating conversation preface: “I don’t like to spread gossip…” And of course gossip will follow. Just be as kind as you can.