Everybody likes to be thanked. It’s a universal sign of respect, and through those two simple words, it signifies that you as an individual are being appreciated. “Thank you” means, specifically, that you are being thanked for a service.
When people don’t say thank you, it can be taken as a sign of disrespect. Say you delay yourself a second to hold a door open for somebody, and they don’t say thank you. Ninety-nine out of one-hundred people will mutter under their breath, “a thank you would have been nice…”
But on the flip side, the term “thank you” can be heavily overused. When you start saying thank you — and sometimes multiple times in the same sentence — too often, it starts to lose its significance. It’s become so commonplace to say, that most people will say it for practically anything these days.
If you take any variation of the term, like, “thanks,” or “thanks ya,” or the very occasional “thanks homie,” then it may very well be one of the most uttered terms in my vocabulary — right after “sandwich” and “I swear that doesn’t usually happen.”
And where’s the distinction? If you say it to somebody who passes you the salt at the dinner table, and then also say it to somebody who donated you a kidney to save your life, then, what the hell is the difference? Do you add a “…very much” to the latter?
You can say the same thing about the word “sorry.” People tend to overuse that term also, and as a result, you don’t know if someone truly means it.
It’s a really a lose-lose situation, I suppose. If you say it too much, it’s disrespectful. If you say it too often, it’s overused and loses its meaning. I suppose the perfect way to go about it is to reserve it for times when you are truly appreciative of somebody. If somebody does something that you expect that they should do, then give them a pat on the back, or even a thumbs up. And maybe say, “way to go, buddy,” while you do it. But do not say thank you. Don’t even dare.
Or maybe we should come up with a more genuine sentiment than thank you. If somebody goes above and beyond the call of duty to do something for you, maybe write them a song to show how grateful you are. Perhaps even consider getting them a hooker. And not just a random one off of the street, but a high-class one that reserve themselves for athletes and politicians.
I for one can certainly be a pushover when it comes to saying thank you, and I have sometimes been known to thank somebody up to three times in the same sentence. It’s not until the conversation ends when I realize how stupid I sound.
And you know what’s even worse than when you thank somebody? Occasionally I will ask somebody for a quick favor through a text message, and as a formality I will thank them, and then the person will actually take the time to respond “no problem.”
By doing this, you are wasting your own time to actually type that out, and then wasting my time for having to look at my phone, unlock it, click on the message, and read those two words. Seriously, just take the compliment and put down the phone. I never actually meant it when I said thank you.
I believe that Alanis Morrissette actually has a song devoted to the term, and also believe that it is called “Thank U.” This would upset me — for multiple reasons — but if my memory serves me correctly, Alanis is naked in the video. So I will let that slide.
And since that is probably the best segue I will have, I wanted to bring up a picture that came to my attention today. As many of you may know, on Saturday night, Floyd Mayweather Jr. — best known as the guy who refuses to fight Manny Pacquiao — won a boxing match against Miguel Cotto. The fight occurred at the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas.
Following the match, this picture was taken:
I don’t even know how I can begin to assess this photograph. You have Justin Bieber, donning some type of Jimmy Neutron-like hairstyle, with Lil’ Wayne, Floyd Mayweather, 50 Cent and some other black guy.
How does the old Sesame Street song go? “One of these things is not like the other?” Justin Bieber could not look more whiter in this photo.
And honestly, considering all of the people in this photo, how many people would actually genuinely be upset if something terrible happened to any of them, if not all?
I don’t mean to hate — especially on Bieber — in fact, I’m as jealous as I can be with that kid’s life. But does he even know where is in that photograph? Did he mean to go to another hotel for a concert and strolled into the wrong one, and then just said, “Oh hey, a boxing match, let me go chill in the ring?” Is there even confirmation that Bieber survived the rest of this night?
Seriously, there’s so many questions this picture brings to light that will never be answered.
Oh well, that’s all for me today. Thank you for reading!