Perhaps it’s the scientist in me, or maybe it’s the fact that I work with people who speak English as a second language, but this phrase is annoying and demonstrates how lazy we have become with communication.
Recently, I used Google to search for “alternatives to Google”. What a weird thing. It’s a bit like going into Walmart, walking up to an associate and saying, “Can you tell me where the nearestTarget is? And can you give me a ride there? This place gives me the creeps.”
Captchas, those annoying “prove you’re not a robot” tests that many websites require to show you belong there, are something that have no analogue in the pre-digital age, or at least none that I can think of. I don’t ever recall trying to enter, say, my gym back in the 90’s and having someone (likely … Continue reading “I’m thinking you don’t belong here”
“ . . . that musty, small-town video shop set up in the dining room of an old house where someone was likely murdered.”