"So, basically our presence here is superfluous?"
She admitted that it was.
{Insert tangental thought that will be related hereafter...}
Alpine Village, as most who live within the BYU "bubble" are aware, has a reputation for being the housing complex of choice for, shall we say....tools and California hipsters. It is basically the richer and more expensive version of King Henry apartments. It is known for being a community of shallow, superficial, fake-baked, bleach-blonde, plastic, dumb bimbos (male and female). Now, I realize that this stereotype is just that––a stereotype. However, most stereotypes derive from some degree of truth, and I happen to believe that this is a generalization that has some validity. This claim is further supported by what happened next in our little anecdote...
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As my friend says this to the receptionist, a "typical" Alpine Villager walks by.
Description:
Male.
Fake tan.
Wife-beater tank with shorts.
Shoes? Unknown, but probably flip flops, or barefoot.
Expression: Dazed and confused. (I'm using artistic liberty on this one, but I have a feeling its not far from the truth...)
When this anonymous villager hears him say this, he stops and comments, "Woah. Dude. That's a big word. What does it mean?"
"Unnecessary..."
"Tight. Dude. Word. of. the. Day. Pound it!" (holds out his fist for a congratulatory 'pound').
Now, I realize that some people do not have especially expansive vocabularies. And yet, I find myself rather stunned that anyone would be confident (or, maybe just stupid) enough to admit to not knowing a word like "superfluous."If you have seen Pirates of the Caribbean, then you have heard that word. Jack Sparrow says it in reference to the Dauntless. And I have a feeling most people have seen that movie...especially anyone in Alpine Village. Just a wager. So, forgive me if I seem harsh or judgmental, but....reeeeeeally???
But, to be perfectly honest, I don't really care if the kid doesn't know his words. Maybe he's a math guy....maybe. And, even though I think he is an idiot, and perhaps the world could use a few less of them and a few more literates, at the end of the day, I thank him. I thank him for giving me a story to laugh about. Because after my friends told me this little gem of a story, we have since referenced it many times over. So, I guess what I am really trying to say is this: appreciate life for all its little treasures––even the ones that come from the least of these our brethren. Because sometimes those make the best stories, and when it comes down to it, who doesn't love a good story?
So, thank you Anonymous Alpine Village Idiot. Thank you.
...or should I say,
“ P o u n d I t ! ”
