"That'd be great . . ."

[doodlemaier]

. . . .If I never heard this particular phrase uttered again as long as I live. It seems to conclude every request and observation that anyone makes around here and seems to have its origin within the special events department; and just weighs heavily on the ears over time. Among other office-wide mutterings E, who is often enthusiastically engaged in a monologue with self, seems to have everybody talking to themselves now. Thank Dog I have a online journal to ramble inanely to myself in. Otherwise, I work in a subtle fog of push-button phrases that pass for communication.

Language is a virus!