I work with a lovely, sweet-hearted, non-swearing woman. It’s one of the things that truly endears her to me because she gets so righteously indignant about things, and she clearly would swear in those instances if she was a cusser, but instead she will say something so cute it’s comical (or so comical it’s cute)! She actually says, “dang” on a regular basis, which amuses the mess out of me.¹
Before she left work tonight we were talking about the difficult we’re both having with the doing of our taxes. She was telling me how meticulous she always is with her tax paperwork … and how important it is for her to have already finished all this stuff because she needs to have submitted it already for her applying-to-college daughter’s FAFSA forms .. but how some changes in her husband’s job have confused things and made an otherwise straightforward process a bit messy.
She got a little worked-up in the telling, frustrated with herself for not seeing a key error she had made which dramatically altered every subsequent total … and in her upset she said, “And then I realized: Dagnabbit, I’ll have to start the whole thing over again!”²
Forgive me, but … dagnabbit? How can I not love her? Now, Fox and I say dagnabbit from time to time, but really only to be silly. I can’t really articulate how much it pleases me to know that someone is still using this word in full seriousness!
¹ Yes, yes, I could say I find it fucking hilarious, but figure I should watch my potty mouth in honor of my dear co-worker.
² You’ll be happy to know that this wonderful term is in the urban dictionary: “(exclamation) Oldcootism used during great consternation or surprise. Used by 1890’s prospectors, cantankerous old farmers, and young people playing old people on TV in the ‘60’s and ‘70’s.” (That last is totally my favorite bit, obviously a refernce to foiled oldster criminals on Scooby Doo!)
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