Me, at The Beanhouse, talking to an uber cool, 22-year-old gay dude I work with who, prior to this exchange, thought I was one cool foxxay chick. Let’s call him Coolio.
Self: (in response to something Coolio says) Okay. Well, whatevs.
Coolio: Did you just say “whatevs”?
Self: (NO) Umm, yes.
Coolio: Baby, you can’t say “whatevs.”
Self: Really? I can’t?
Coolio: You really should not.
Self: (But I really like it!) Oh. So it’s not cool?
Coolio: Honey, it hasn’t been cool for, like, 10 years.
Self: Wow. Huh. (long pause ….. light bulb!) All right. But is it kinda cool if I say it even though I know it’s NOT cool? You know, kinda daring and counter-cultural?
Coolio: Uhh, no.
Self: Are you sure?
Coolio: Yes, honey.
Self: That sucks.
Coolio: (a deep well of compassion for the elderly) I know, honey.
Self: So I really can’t say it?
Coolio: No.
Self: Okay. (walking away, thrown over shoulder to Coolio) Well ……… whatevs!!
No wee baby chile be takin’ away my “whatevs,” people.
tracey – hahahahahaha
I’m with you: I LOVE “whatevs” and I use it all the time. It is so so dismissive and rude, and I absolutely adore it.
We can be un-cool together.
…She was lookin’ kinda’ dumb with her finger and her thumb, in the shape of an “L” on her forehead…
Damn…I use LOSER all the time…and it’s dumb!
Hey, we were cool when “Coolio” still had a dirty diaper and snot running down his chin. What does he know, anyway?
Whatevs, indeed!
Ah, the people in their 20s.
they’re all so EARNEST and crap.
Tell him to come back in 10 or 12 years, when the next generation of Coolios have their own impenetrable slang and their own private lists of what’s hot and what’s not.
He will probably regret laughing at you.
but if not, what’ev’s.
(Actually – it probably became uncool because I started saying it. I seriously think there’s some kind of coolness-NORAD out there where they monitor these things: “Hey – that ricki person just said “whatev’s.” We need to issue an immediate ban on its further use.”
It happens to the best of us.
I allow my kids to monitor my language.
Mostly b/c I can recall, with cringing, grown-ups from my you’t trying to be hip. They were groovy, they wanted to rap and would get right down to the nitty-gritty. It was far out and right on!
Okay, my skin is crawling, so I have to stop.
But that’s why I took my little slang vow.
(Just got back from son’s college graduation. The speaker was some hot-shot gal from IBM, but she had a tiny, tiny problem.
That made my youngest lean across to me and mouth “Mawwidge…”
But I guess if you have a doctorate and own thirteen patents, you can have any kind of speech impediment you want.)
ricki — He is actually a really nice guy and was trying to help me. He’s the kind of gay guy that openly flirts with you and strokes your ego. He kisses my hand whenever he sees me and pretends to “check me out.”
It’s total crap, but still …
Of course, he’s also openly in love with my husband:
“Ooooh, he is SO handsome, girrrl!”
“That’s right, Coolio, HE MINE.”
“You done good, girrrl.”
“Thank you.”
“Hey, he done gooood, too.”
Hahahaha. Total crap! WHATEVS, people!!
they’re all so EARNEST and crap.
LOL