Maybe not really the same thing, but this sure lives rent free in my head:
In Swedish, the word for mysterious is mystiskt. However, a friend once introduced the made up word mysteriskt instead, which sounds like a real word (in Swedish, trust me) but it obviously isn’t. This has now gotten stuck in my head, so every time I want to say it, I no longer instantly know which is the correct word.
By the way, I hear the phrase drag and drop surprisingly often, watching a Youtube channel focused on magnet fishing.
Edit: I just realized it’s not drag and drop I hear often, it’s of course drop and drag. 🙈
I think these days people are somewhat familiar with the concept of video aspect ratio, but back in the early 2000s when I was a video editor for corporate clients, one of our sales people once emailed me asking what “Aztec ratio” our videos were in. I never forgot that, and now that I’m married to another video editor this is the only way we say it. E.g. “I don’t want to watch old episodes of Seinfeld unless they’re in the original Aztec ratio!”
The other day I was half paying attention when a commercial came on for a company that does home window replacements. I thought the guy in the ad said "The giraffes are gone now!" What??
Then I realized - oh, the DRAFTS are gone now. That makes a lot more sense.
I used to listen to morning edition on npr and one of the hosts was named Robert Seigel but i consistently heard it as Robert Seagull. Everytime he spoke i pictured a large cartoon seagull wearing a necktie behind a desk reading the news like on on tv.
When I was a child I wanted to be a picture framer, because the lady who framed my mom's pictures had a cat that had had kittens and while my mom and the lady talked about picture frames, myself and my siblings played with the kittens and that was the dream job.
When I was a kid there was a children's bookstore a couple of suburbs over from my family run by a woman called Barbara. She had long grey hair and an implicit understanding for exactly what book you would love. She was the one who told me about Harry Potter (way before it became a mainstream hit) and maybe because of that I started thinking she was a bit of a magician because every one of her recommendations was so bang on. I wanted to be her so badly, reading all day and helping kids find stories that they would love!
When I was younger, I wanted to be an ambassador. This is 100% due to the fact that in Passport to Paris, Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen’s grandfather was the US ambassador to France. This, I decided, had to be the coolest job. You got to live in a big fancy house, in France, and throw parties. I am sure ambassadors have more going on than this… but it still sounds like the best job. Who else gets to throw a ball?
When I was a kid: 1)I thought the word Episcopalian was Kapiscopalian, and I would skip around repeating the word over and over, sometimes out loud. 2) I desperately wanted to be a supermarket bagger. It seemed like the best job in the world. I would practice at home and fantasize about what I would wear while doing it (probably anything decorated with cats).
p.s. love Dragon Drop! A great name for so many things!
My husband and I were once driving past the very fancy house of a man who my husband once worked for. It has a waterfall at the gate! As we drove, we looked, and my husband commented "Private waterfall...", but I heard him say "Pride before the fall." Which also works :)
When I was a kid I wanted to either be an astronaut or a teacher. I remember deciding that I didn't want to be a teacher because I thought if a student vomited in class I would need to clean it up (it must have happened when I was in 2nd grade).
When I waited tables, I found out pretty quickly that I had to say, “would you like a soup or a salad with that?” Because without those “a”s in there, too many people lit up and wanted to know about our “super salad” (and were really disappointed when I clarified).
When I was fresh out of college (1988) I applied for a job working with the horses at Disneyland. As someone with 17 years of horse experience at the time I got the job but they offered me four dollars an hour. I was currently earning seven dollars an hour as a secretary so I declined. I’ve regretted it ever since.
For a brief while in third grade, I wanted to be a marine biologist and study sharks. Then I was reminded that I lived in a landlocked state and there aren’t a lot of sharks in Nebraska. (Somehow, I guess it didn’t occur to me that I could move TO the sharks.)
Mostly, though, I wanted to be a lawyer. I was going to save the world! Instead, I grew up to be a family lawyer paralegal. I’m not changing the world, but I do get paid to be nosy and pry into the details of people’s personal lives, so it’s worked out okay.
I wanted to be a teacher cos I loved writing on whiteboards. It just seems way more fun than writing on paper. It's a no go now as I have a fear of public speaking.
I wanted to be a writer ever since we had an activity in fourth grade that we were tasked with writing, illustrating and binding our own books. I enjoyed it so much. ❤️
Then I became a marketer, which is the worst way of ever fulfilling that wish.
Maybe not really the same thing, but this sure lives rent free in my head:
In Swedish, the word for mysterious is mystiskt. However, a friend once introduced the made up word mysteriskt instead, which sounds like a real word (in Swedish, trust me) but it obviously isn’t. This has now gotten stuck in my head, so every time I want to say it, I no longer instantly know which is the correct word.
By the way, I hear the phrase drag and drop surprisingly often, watching a Youtube channel focused on magnet fishing.
Edit: I just realized it’s not drag and drop I hear often, it’s of course drop and drag. 🙈
Love it! Sounds like a mix between mystiskt snd hysteriskt, which could work in some situations, haha.
Yes, hysteriskt+mystiskt was in fact the origin here. :D
I think these days people are somewhat familiar with the concept of video aspect ratio, but back in the early 2000s when I was a video editor for corporate clients, one of our sales people once emailed me asking what “Aztec ratio” our videos were in. I never forgot that, and now that I’m married to another video editor this is the only way we say it. E.g. “I don’t want to watch old episodes of Seinfeld unless they’re in the original Aztec ratio!”
Hahahaaaa
The other day I was half paying attention when a commercial came on for a company that does home window replacements. I thought the guy in the ad said "The giraffes are gone now!" What??
Then I realized - oh, the DRAFTS are gone now. That makes a lot more sense.
I'm cackling at this. If only keeping the giraffes out were that easy!
Gotta seal those windows up tight to keep the pesky giraffes out!
I used to listen to morning edition on npr and one of the hosts was named Robert Seigel but i consistently heard it as Robert Seagull. Everytime he spoke i pictured a large cartoon seagull wearing a necktie behind a desk reading the news like on on tv.
When I was a child I wanted to be a picture framer, because the lady who framed my mom's pictures had a cat that had had kittens and while my mom and the lady talked about picture frames, myself and my siblings played with the kittens and that was the dream job.
When I was a kid there was a children's bookstore a couple of suburbs over from my family run by a woman called Barbara. She had long grey hair and an implicit understanding for exactly what book you would love. She was the one who told me about Harry Potter (way before it became a mainstream hit) and maybe because of that I started thinking she was a bit of a magician because every one of her recommendations was so bang on. I wanted to be her so badly, reading all day and helping kids find stories that they would love!
When I was younger, I wanted to be an ambassador. This is 100% due to the fact that in Passport to Paris, Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen’s grandfather was the US ambassador to France. This, I decided, had to be the coolest job. You got to live in a big fancy house, in France, and throw parties. I am sure ambassadors have more going on than this… but it still sounds like the best job. Who else gets to throw a ball?
When I was a kid: 1)I thought the word Episcopalian was Kapiscopalian, and I would skip around repeating the word over and over, sometimes out loud. 2) I desperately wanted to be a supermarket bagger. It seemed like the best job in the world. I would practice at home and fantasize about what I would wear while doing it (probably anything decorated with cats).
p.s. love Dragon Drop! A great name for so many things!
My husband and I were once driving past the very fancy house of a man who my husband once worked for. It has a waterfall at the gate! As we drove, we looked, and my husband commented "Private waterfall...", but I heard him say "Pride before the fall." Which also works :)
When I was a kid I wanted to either be an astronaut or a teacher. I remember deciding that I didn't want to be a teacher because I thought if a student vomited in class I would need to clean it up (it must have happened when I was in 2nd grade).
Haha, the Dragon Drop game reminds me of the old Nintendo game Joust, where you ride on flying ostriches.
At school the lunch lady said, “Soup or salad?” and it sounded like “Super Salad”. I thought that sounded great. Yes, I’d like a super salad please!
When I waited tables, I found out pretty quickly that I had to say, “would you like a soup or a salad with that?” Because without those “a”s in there, too many people lit up and wanted to know about our “super salad” (and were really disappointed when I clarified).
Good idea! That lunch lady could have benefited from your expertise.
When I was fresh out of college (1988) I applied for a job working with the horses at Disneyland. As someone with 17 years of horse experience at the time I got the job but they offered me four dollars an hour. I was currently earning seven dollars an hour as a secretary so I declined. I’ve regretted it ever since.
Maybe it’s like when the beat drops in a song, except it’s when the first dragon appears on the page in a fantasy novel.
For a brief while in third grade, I wanted to be a marine biologist and study sharks. Then I was reminded that I lived in a landlocked state and there aren’t a lot of sharks in Nebraska. (Somehow, I guess it didn’t occur to me that I could move TO the sharks.)
Mostly, though, I wanted to be a lawyer. I was going to save the world! Instead, I grew up to be a family lawyer paralegal. I’m not changing the world, but I do get paid to be nosy and pry into the details of people’s personal lives, so it’s worked out okay.
I wanted to be a teacher cos I loved writing on whiteboards. It just seems way more fun than writing on paper. It's a no go now as I have a fear of public speaking.
I wanted to be a writer ever since we had an activity in fourth grade that we were tasked with writing, illustrating and binding our own books. I enjoyed it so much. ❤️
Then I became a marketer, which is the worst way of ever fulfilling that wish.