I was reading some news articles this morning and came upon a phrase in an article about a recent copyright infringement that made me laugh.
Here it is:
"I have to say my flabber has never been so gasted." by blogger Sally
The word, of course, is Flabbergast and I had to find out more about it.
It turns up first in print in 1772, in an article on new words in the
Annual Register. Presumably some unsung genius had put together
flabber and
aghast to make one word... The source of the first part is obscure. It might be linked to
flabby, suggesting that somebody is so astonished that they shake like a jelly. It can’t be connected with
flapper, in the sense of a person who fusses or panics, as some have suggested, as that sense only emerged at the end of the nineteenth century. But
flabbergasted could have been an existing dialect word, as one early nineteenth-century writer claimed to have found it in Suffolk dialect and another — in the form
flabrigast — in Perthshire. Further than this, nobody can go with any certainty.
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excerpted from World Wide Words.org, Michael Quinion
Flabbergastation
Flab`ber*gas*ta"tion\, n. The state of being flabbergasted.
Flabbergast
–verb (used with object) to overcome with surprise and bewilderment; astound; amaze.Related Words: dumbfounded, dumfounded, stupefied, thunderstruck
Come to think of it, earlier this week I was flabbergasted by something that happened to me at work involving a co-worker. The story goes that when I began working a seasonal job six weeks ago, I struck up a friendship with someone that I am working with. We sat at work stations next to one another and had a lot of similar interests to chat about about each night. Let me also say that this job is at a company that is dominated by female employees. In my department of 60-70 workers, there are only six men -- at most.
I thought of this as a friendship and listened to lots of pet stories and similar tales of being laid off from a career job in the recent past. There never seemed to be a lack of topics that we couldn't discuss. Things seemed to be very cordial until just s few nights ago when I was called into my supervisor's office for a sit down visit. Suddenly, this person [whom will remain anonymous] had gone and told our superiors that she was uncomfortable sitting next to me and that she wanted to be moved across the room to another workstation and that I was stalking her, of all things. To anyone who knows me, this is not something that I would do.
With my jaw on the floor in what felt like a "deer in the headlights" moment, I told my side side of the story and vowed to have no further contact with this person. There was to be no further disciplinary action necessary, but it was recommended that I cut off all ties.
Believe me, the message is received -- loud and clear.
Evidently, this co-worker has some personality disorder: bipolar, paranoia, I don't know what.
After the initial shock of being 'thrown under the bus' by this person, I have moved on and am more the wiser of the "crazies" that we come into contact with in our daily lives.
Be warned! That person sitting next to you could be a complete lunatic.
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