duuuude!

I admit it, I'm guilty. I called someone "dude" the other day. And then I did it again. To my husband and my kid. I can't help it, it just slipped out. Then I got a call last night from a college kid - clearly they were doing a survey and I feel bad because I would rather clean public toilets than make phone calls for a living and the poor kid was so sniffly and he was talking soooo fast (faster than me, even) and I had to say "dude, slow down just a little cause I totally can't understand what you're asking me". And then I told him to take care of his cold. See, I'm not a completely totally heartless bitch.