What Grinds my Gears
You know what really grinds my gears?
People who latch onto a metaphor and carry it on too long. Say like you're in a conversation with somebody and you talk about "righting the ship." Maybe not an inspired turn-of-phrase, but acceptable. So this other person talks about the ship needing a "new captain." Alright. Fair enough. Touche, even.Then the conversation meanders for a bit and he hits you back with some conceit that involves "the first officer planning a mutiny on the bow" or "navigating around the icebergs of the seas." Too much. Too far. Let it go. A metaphor is a literary tool, not a crutch.
God that really grinds my gears.
Labels: Grinds my Gears
posted by NaturalBlog @ Thursday, December 04, 2008
4 Comments:
Ride the clutch, my friend. Ride the clutch.
All hands on dreck! Have some port. It'll make you ship-faced. Then you can tell this nautical nut that he's gone overboard. Take a bow and wave goodbye.
This post is like rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic!
Shiver me timbers. I see pirates approaching. Paging Mr. Dick.
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