Notes &
“The Boy”
There are a few things in this world that really quite piss me off. You may have noticed.
There are some other things, like here, him, and here.
One recent craze though, which I hope you all agree with, dear readers, must stop. It’s when women, girls, ladies, females of this internet land refer to their boyfriends, husbands or child as “The Boy”.
It. Does. My. Frigging. Head. In.
You see, certain women change when they meet men, and you can see it a mile off from Facebook and Twitter. As single ladies, their tweets and facebook status updates are a mixture of baking, complaining, “Off to see my girlieeezzz!!1” and other arse-text.
But throw a “New boyfriend” in the mix and things change. It’s all “Can’t wait to see the boy”….”The Boy is cooking me dinner aren’t I lucky”….”Just picked the boy up from train station can’t wait to have cuddlez”….
The Boy, The Boy, The Boy.
Suddenly this moderately interesting person has changed entirely into the equivalent of one of those toys where you press it’s belly and it says a selection of phrases. But all these phrases contain “The Boy” AND IT HAS TO STOP.
It’s as if “The Boy” is some mystical character. Some milk-tray man who swoops and suddenly your tweeting directly from your ovaries. Sure, you’ve got a boyfriend, that’s cool, but why completely change your character all of a sudden? It’s not as if you’ve invented boyfriends. Or maybe they have? Maybe “The Boy” is an actual robotic creation by these ladies, maybe “The Boy is making me dinner!” isn’t just a boring pointless tweet, but a documentation of one of the most greatest scientific breakthroughs in artificial intelligence.
Or maybe it’s just bloody annoying.