My first WTF moment with British English was walking into a restaurant & the hostess asked: “are you alright?”. “Do I have a bloody nose?” I quaked. Turns out it was just how folks say “what’s up?” as a hello there.
to which she responded, “Yes of course you have a nose, but why are you cursing about it?”
imagine being on twitter so much you even dream about getting annoyed by pedantic twitter users, this doesn’t sound like a happy existence.
lol it’s a funny tweet. I don’t use twitter, but find joy in the cleverness and humor that people there spit out.
Would never use the app myself though. Screenshots on lemmy are as close to the rim of the volcano I’ll go.
…so they remembered a Twitter post in their dream, and posted that as if it was their joke?
Strangely enough, it’s the same user. Makes it even weirder in a way
Reminds me of the first time a friend of mine and his dad went to London. They were both more or less fluent, though his dad less so:
My friend’s dad, trying to order an extra rare steak: “A bloody steak, please”
Waiter, without missing a beat: “Certainly, sir. Would you like some fucking potatoes with that?”
I mean it is kind of weird that “rare” is used to denote “barely cooked”, when it usually means “very scarce or hard to find”.
