I have another pet peeve. What is it about menopause that causes me to irritate?

Presheatecha.

That’s what.

Pre. she. ate. cha.

What is so wrong with saying a simple, “Thank you?” WHY oh WHY does everyone now have to end conversation with “presheatecha,” or “Eyepresheatecha?”

It joins the list:

1. Like like like like (my students used to watch me count them on my fingers. Right, Amanda?)
2. Absolutely! instead of “I’d be happy to get that for you,” or a simple, “Yes.” (Makes me want to slap a waiter)
3. I seen… (I about to CAUSE a scene)
4. Starting a sentence with “Soooo…” (my brain exits as soon as they start talking)
5. Whole ‘nother (If a reporter on tv says this, they just lost a viewer. I know from experience.)
6. “Ya know” or “I mean” (I will count these on my fingers too, and you will know your transgressions as the words come forth)
7. …and, GO (for example: Soooo…I need a recipe for the best monk fruit dessert…and, GO!)

So, back to presheatecha. Soooo, I can almost guarantee, you do NOT ‘preciate. You haven’t thought one bit about appreciating anything. It is spoken so fast and so automatic, it comes across as insincere and sometimes condescending. AND LIKE, EVERYONE IS SAYING IT, YA KNOW. I seen it all over the place when we went anywhere in Texas, or I mean, Colorado, or I mean, the grocery store, and it takes me to a whole ‘nother stratosphere of irritation. Like, I am seriously gonna need a vacation to get away from like, presheatechas, ya know. I mean, can you all just stop.

Get back to a polite, “thank you,” for the sake of my irritation. If I ask for some extra barbecue sauce, the answer is NOT “Absolutely!” Or, on return with said barbecue sauce, if I say, “thank you,” the response is NOT “Absolutely!”

Come up with something different that no one else is overusing. And…GO!

Now. Where’s my progesterone. Presheatecha.