Pet Peeves: Don’t Call Me ‘Hun’
Hello my virtual Goddesses and Gods. Today’s Pet Peeve has to do with etiquette, and I’m curious to know whether you experience this phenomenon in Real Life as much as it happens in Second Life®. “What phenomenon is that?” you ask? Let me tell you…
It’s So Nice to See You, Hun. Please Come Back Again, Hun.
Noooooo! I’ve just been called “Hun” again! This is something I’ve really not experienced much, if at all, in Real Life, but encounter regularly in Second Life. Why do greeters, hosts, strangers, mild acquaintances, and even friends insist on calling people “hun”? It is SO tacky.
Are we dating? No! Are we regularly referring to each other in syrupy little terms of endearment? No! Then why must you insist on using a tacky term that, as my friend Casse says, is a generic word for “I can’t remember nor do I care what your name is.” That Casse is so smart!
And if you don’t know or care what my name is, WHY would you think it’s acceptable to call me by a term of endearment when those are reserved for people who are actually DEAR? Do you not realize how much that cheapens terms of endearment?
Now, to be fair, I admit it is just a personal pet peeve and not a national disgrace. But it’s my Pet Peeves blog, so I get to rant about whatever I feel like ranting about don’t I? And I also admit that I’m not so sure why I so strongly associate the use of “hun” with greasy medieval tavern serving wench situations. Was that word even around in medieval times?
I also mysteriously don’t have as much of a negative reaction to”Sweetie” (but don’t call me Sweetie either, unless we are friends. Just don’t.). So please help a goddess out and share your thoughts on why is “Hun” so tacky, but “Sweetie” is less tacky (though still not acceptable from strangers)? And no, NOT just because River Song and The Doctor use it.
Though generally speaking, such circumstances do make anything automatically cool, even bow ties and fez hats and extra long knitted scarfs.
Ok my rant is over. The “Huns” have been punished enough by my pet peeve page. But do tell me…what is YOUR Pet Peeve? Those comment boxes are there for a reason. Go ahead, rant away!
Many thanks to that smart faery Casse for posing for the pic up top with me. I really appreciate it, Hun. (Oooooh no she didn’t just do that! See? Just sounds so tacky!)