Subject: A Comment on the use of the word "Buddy."
AntiUtopia@aol.com
Date: Sat Mar 04 2000 - 10:17:23 EST
A conversation with my younger son sometime this morning:
Setting: An average living room. A painfully average living room. A
fourteen year old boy is laying on a couch, reading a Stephen Lawhead Science
Fiction novel. A bowl of cereal is sitting on the endtable. His father, a
35 year old man, is working at his computer at a desk on the wall adjacent to
the couch. The boy is eating the cereal, making loud, slurping noises.
Father: "Please don't eat your cereal so loudly."
Son: "You have annoying habits too, Dad."
Father: "And you are lucky enough to have someone here to help you with
yours."
The quietly takes a bit of his cereal.
Father: "Thank you."
At this point the boy sucks air through his pursed lips, making a loud
slurping noise with the cereal already in his mouth.
Father: "How'd you like to be wearing that bowl of cereal, Buddy..."
The boy laughs, but eats the remainder of his cereal quietly.
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