I was bummed to discover yesterday that I wasn't going to be watching an exciting new Star Trek movie this weekend. The new movie isn't coming out until next Thursday, May 7th, not this Thursday, May 1st. Buuuuuummer! I'm not a creepy Trekkie or anything, but I have been known to indulge on occasion.I was commiserating over this Star Trek deprivation with Jan and Mayme here in the office yesterday afternoon and found almost no sympathy from either of them. Though I know it may be disturbing and upsetting to many, neither of them seemed to care very much about my Star Trek suffering. They weren't even being nice about it. Trying desperately to properly enlighten my misguided female friends, I told them how some European reviewers are already saying this newest Star Trek movie might be "the very best of all of them."
And then Mayme said it...without any concern whatsoever for my feelings, without any thought to her own job security or potential Ground Hog wrath...from her office down the hall I heard:
"Hey, the best of stupid is still stupid!"
Ooo, that stung! And her tone was mean too! She was so very quick with it! I was so stunned and surprised I couldn't even respond for a moment. It was such a perfect put-down, so perfectly well timed, even I, a relative expert at snotty comebacks, had to step back in momentary awe. There was a brief moment there where I thought I might actually tear up and get weepy a little.
And you can't just come back with any old "says you" jibe when you've been pierced through the heart by a master. There are rules here. But now it's been 24 hours and I still haven't thought of a good comeback.
So let's gang up on her. Sure, I know that might not be the mature, Christian or sporting response, but hey, we can't just let the punks win, can we?
I'm not completely sure what I'm asking for here, so almost any idea or suggestion is worth considering.
May the truly great and terrible armies of Kirk arise!
Surprise me!
