In a previous post, Doubleplusungood, I went on and on about how much I LOVE words – which is true, I have a thing for language and dictionaries. However, it’s not always roses and sunshine for me with words. For as much as I love the word ‘bloviating’, for example, there is a darker world of words that make me….make me… well, read about it and you’ll know.
This was a previous post but instead of reblogging it, I’m posting it again – I’m daring like that.
Aversion: a feeling of repugnance toward something with a desire to avoid or turn from it
I’m convinced that once you’ve divulged to the world – or at least the 50 people that read my previous post -that you have a phobia to buttons, it’s not too much of a leap to talk about another aversion. Possibly even more obscure.
Word Aversion – yes, word aversion. Well, it’s more like a combination of letters together that make me cringe. Such words are rarely used in my lexicon. Most people that know me, know I abhor certain kinds of words. Like koumpounophobia, it’s very amusing and makes for fun times around the table.
I hate words that have double ‘OO’s – especially with an “L” near it…or with an “L” and a “Y” ending. ‘Smelly’,’ Belly’, ‘Jelly’… I feel unsettled even TYPING THEM. Any Residents fans out there will probably be thinking of a certain song off of “Meet The Residents”. It’s too bad, I really LIKE The Residents.
However, the worst word for me to hear, write, read or say is…B-O-O-M. I HATE THAT WORD!!!!! I don’t know why, there’s no rhyme of reason for this dislike. My co-worker has tried to narrow it down to something rules-based, but it can’t be done. I’m not consistent. Why? Because the word ‘bloom’ is just fine. This he finds quite annoying – but that’s his crazy, not mine. Consistency is not my forte.
And it’s not onomatopoeia – I like the word ‘squishy’. I also don’t like the words ‘button’, ‘balloon’, ‘loony’ (but loon is just fine), ‘blooper’, or ‘blooby’…’boob’ is rather annoying as well. I do have a fondness for palindromes, but not that one.
When I first met my husband and we had the ‘word’ discussion, he was kind enough to compose a song of all the words I hated. It’s hilarious – if he could have pulled it off, he would have dressed as a clown during the performance.
At work or in social situations, when the topic comes up, inevitably people start yelling out random words at will to see how they affect me. I’m an amusing lunch-time distraction, if nothing else.
My married last name took some getting used to – it’s got some double ‘GG’s and has a “y” sound ending. Luckily last name usage is out of style.
My husband was delighted when Paul LeKakis (that no talent ass-clown) came out with a song that would send me into fits of hysteria. I’m not even going to write down the song title – you can look it up (and yes, the word ‘google’ is definitely on the hate-list).
Speaking of that horrible word, ‘google’…Can you imagine how annoying this is to a librarian to have that AWFUL, DISGUSTING, OFFENSIVE word used as it if it is a verb meaning ‘to research’???
I figure if I ever needed to live a life of celibacy, I’d have someone dress up as a buttony clown, holding snakes and balloons trying to seduce me to Paul LeKakis’ dreadful song playing in the background. That would put me off sex FOREVER.