Has anyone noticed how the F-word is now the old B-word?
I hate my kids, or hubby, saying it – and it’s even more important now young ears are flapping around.
Everywhere you go, people are f-ing this, f-ing that – or even worse – the dreaded c-word. I think that’s horrible.
Whereas everyone used to say ‘bloody hell’, now it’s ‘f-ing hell’. ‘Bugger it’ has become ‘f – it’.
Even though I hate it, I’m guilty too, as I demonstrated at work last week.
I was horrendously busy, and very stressed. A colleague sent me an e-mail.
‘I wondered if you could help me write a letter sometime today. Would this afternoon about 2 be OK?’
My reply was something like this: ‘Sorry, perhaps tomorrow. I’m stacked out this afternoon.’
Her response was: ‘Could I pop round your house after tea, then? I really need to get this out tomorrow morning.’
I just let rip and shouted out loud without thinking: ‘No you f-ing well can’t.’
I looked around at my colleagues, who were speechless at my rare f-word outburst, not having had the benefit of reading my e-mails.
Do I really have M.U.G. tattooed on my forehead?