It's the "but" that says it.
Don't you hate mixed messages?
The opening phrase of a sentence can be friendly, sweet, and convey all the welcome and love in the world...BUT...you throw a comma, followed by a 'BUT' in there, and no matter what the rest of the sentence says, suddenly the first part of that sentence just doesn't ring true anymore.
See what that did? The BUT negates all the good that the first part of the sentence conveyed.
Here's another example:
"You're welcome to come, but..."
No need to continue, is there? That comma, and then the "BUT" basically negates the welcome part. It's pretty clear, without even reading the second half of the sentence, that you're really about as welcome as the clap. Who's going to go to whatever the event is, when the 'welcome' sounds like that?
I'd rather stay home, twitching with indignation and eating my own ear wax, than show up someplace after an 'invitation' like that.
Reporting live, from some fucking doghouse, for some unknown fucking reason.
posted by Andraste at 12:09 PM
8 Comments:
BUT ...
you and the hubby are always welcomed in our home, pool, and to just be our guests.
sadens me to read this post.
xoxo
mrspea
Thanks for your support, Mrspea!
Get some floatie toys ready, and load up on the chlorine. I am determined to take you up on that lovely hospitality, at SOME damn point!
Honey, anyone who would use that sentence on you is a moron and doesn't deserve the absolute pleasure of your company.
If I lived near you I would gladly take you for eight/ten beers right this minute. Then we could challange some surly locals to a pool game and perhaps a good old fashioned brawl, which we would win naturally since I can't run away in a pencil skirt and heels.
FMC- Thank you! And what a picture...you in your pencil skirt and heels and me in my jeans, tank, and trainers, would look like a lipstick lesbian and her butch pal, on a 'breeder-baiting' adventure!
Ouch. My fave is I really like you but... Used it, had it used on me. Doesn't feel good either way!
Fuck them, fuck them right in the ear!
Just shred that page in your address book and flush it down the loo.
NObody would look crooked Andraste, not if they knew what was good for 'em.
Ouch.
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