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Words/phrases I often see from British/Australian writers while writing American characters (and some American alternatives because I know it’s tricky!):
Bugger (American: fuck/fucker)
Flat (American: apartment, “my place”)
Bloke (American: guy, asshole, dude)
Queue (American: line, checkout line)
Cuppa (American: cup of tea, hot tea)
Shite (American: bullshit, shit, crap)
Some of these are regional, like all of the various American words for the British “trolley” (American: shopping cart, buggy, cart, etc) but most of the above words are pretty ubiquitous.
Dropping the article from nouns (American: the/a hospital, the/a university)
Bin (maybe sommme Americans use it? But mostly trashcan, garbage)
Lift (American: elevator)
Arse (American: ass)
We have once again reached the lowered reading comprehension section of the replies. Friends! Please reread the above. There were no value judgements made above. You can continue to use inaccurate terminology for your characters if you choose.
What this is flagging is that the words you are using—in dialogue or narration from an American POV—don’t fit what we use here. and if that’s something that concerns you, or if you want your readers not to get hung up on (to steal an example from the comments) “Why is Midwesterner Dean Winchester talking about a torch??”, these are the words we actually use.
We know what you mean when you use your terminology. We’re saying your American characters would not use those words, so here are the alternatives should you choose to care.
The weird thing is that American English keeps that convention for some other location nouns. e.g., "I was at school" or "I went to college".
And while we're on the topic of "college" it should be noted that American English treats "college" and "university" as nearly synonymous, with "college" being by far the preferred term in everyday parlance.
Rarely, you'll see "college" used to refer to a 2-year school, otherwise referred to as "junior college" or "community college", while "university" is used to refer to a 4-year institution. But that distinction isn't common.
American English will generally use "college" where British English uses "university", although "university" is still a fairly common word in the language and you're not wrong for using it in place of "college".
You'll just sound super British in doing so.
Or Australian, in my case, since we also say university (uni) like Brits. Good to know!
On a related note, I looked at one of my drafts and I saw that I wrote that a character scraped the soggy remains of his cereal into the (kitchen) 'bin', so I changed it to 'trash'. Just wondering, is there a difference between 'trash' and 'trashcan' in this context, or are they exactly interchangeable? And could you say 'garbage' (or 'garbage can') too?
I would say that trash, trash can, garbage, and garbage can are all equally common and essentially mean the same thing.
Neat, thanks! I had a moment of wondering if adding 'can' meant it had to be one of those robust outside bins instead of a dinky one under the sink. Lol
Nope, you're good! I grew up in the Midwest, and people generally say garbage or garbage can to mean the big ones that go out to the curb, but we also use those for little ones inside. I generally only hear trash and trash cans for the little ones inside, though. I've never even thought about that distinction, lol. You could probably use trash or trash can to mean the big ones outside as well and I don't think anyone would blink.
Garbage bin generally means a dumpster, though, I think.
I really like the use of "mate" in UK/AU dialect because it always sounds so friendly and approachable. In American English however, it cannot fully be separated from the sexual meaning. Loving (gender neutral) epithets for friends in the US are widely varied—pal, bud, bro, dude, man, girl, homie, coz, my guy, etc.—but "mate" is probably best used by an American to their UK/AU friend only.
The other use of "mate" as a way to talk down to a stranger who you may be about to fight is best replaced with "buddy" in the US.
"Watch it, buddy!" or "You sure about that, bud?"
I know people irl who are immediately offended by even passive use of "bud/buddy." Regionally or generationally, dude, bro, and pal may also be used to start a fight. In this same context I hear "man" used most often to diffuse situations. "Look, man, I'm sorry, okay?" and "Hey, man, calm down."
(Quick note for Americans: dude, bro(ther), my man, guy, and a few other terms were common among the boomer generation, so some older folks continue to use them happily).
So I just simultaneously did, and possibly didn't lose my job today :)
Very much did in the sense that I literally do not know where my job is at the moment. But, for the time being I haven't been let go because nobody else including the store owner knows where it is either.
So, I don't wanna risk doxxing myself by posting pictures but goddamn am I tempted because this is not a believable event. This is a cartoon problem. For looneytoons.
But yeah, so, I work(ed?) at a kiosk selling boba tea, right? Freestanding kiosk in the mall with full water and electrical hookups and multiple fridges and sinks and a mini kitchen and the works. Fully functional tea shop. Very important to note that it was there last night, The work chat was discussing another issue last night at closing time. I'll get back to this.
It's been showing signs of being on the way out with how business is being handled lately and I've been considering other options, which is probably why I'm not as torn up about this as I should be, but maybe it just hasn't set in yet, but that's not the point. The point is there's been a lot of shit breaking and not being replaced and nobody mentioning anything about it until I walk into work in the morning and have to figure out why shit like the fucking cash register isn't there today. So I'm kinda used to having to ask questions about big things that nobody bothered to update me on. I was out for two weeks recovering from a surgery, so I came to work this morning assuming there'd be some kind of bullshit, yeah?
So, the question I had to ask the chat this morning was:
Not a text I ever thought I'd have to send in sincerity, but there it is. Because what I found instead was a fenced off patch of discolored tiles and a few holes in the floor where my entire place of employment used to be.
And the answer? Nobody knows! It was there last night when the mall closed, and every single trace of the structure and all its contents including drink making supplies and our safe and cashbox was gone when it opened again. And when I say nobody knows, I mean everyone from last night's closers to the actual (former?) owner of the store jad no fucking clue about this until getting that text from me this morning. For once I am actually the first to know. 🎉.
So. I guess I didn't so much lose my job as had it stolen. Not by AI, but good old fashioned hands-on human beings picking it up and carrying it away somehow. All mall security would tell me was that they were instructed not to tell me anything and have us contact our management. Who also don't know anything. And later on I came across some construction workers around the gravesite of the kiosk discussing filling in the holes, asked them about it, and was told that they "weren't at liberty to say".
So, not only is my job gone in the most literal physical sense of the word, but it was taken in some kind of super secret kiosk extraction in the dead of night without any warning or witnesses and nobody is allowed to speak of it. The store owner said she was gonna figure it out 10 hours ago and still no word back.
I don't know what else to say aside from I've been laughing all day and I'm gonna have a hell of a time explaining Schrodinger's Unemployment to the benefits office.
Update that is not an update because I'm basically certain this isn't what actually happened:
My mother in law thinks the FBI took it.
Not any of the other stores around the state. Just the one little kiosk.
Why? Because she loves a conspiracy and is just a little bit extra.
Also because she was around for the massive crackdown on Yakuza-owned businesses in Waikiki (in her homestate) that did actually involve the FBI seizing stores (no confirmation of making kiosks cleanly disappear in the middle of the night though).
Still no word from my job on what's actually going on, but the most likely theory so far is that maybe the kiosk was on lease and got repossessed? The mystery continues
(also shout out to the person who proposed Carmen Sandiego)
ACTUAL (partial) UPDATE:
According to the owner, based on what she's been able to find out, the kiosk was not removed legally and they're starting a potentially long process of legal action. I hope she gets to sue the shit out of whoever did it but for now at least I know for sure I'm unemployed.
Really hoping for more details in terms of who/why/how, so I'll keep updating if I learn anything.
For now the summary is: An unnamed entity that is most likely mall management (on account of mall security cooperating with them) stole an entire kiosk and all the contents including money and machinery with barely a trace in the middle of the night grinch-style, with zero warning or explanation, and ensured the silence of both security and the construction crew, in an action that was definitely preplanned and illegal, and as far as I know nobody knows its whereabouts.
So now I'm officially out of a job. Because my workplace was literally stolen in the night.
Actually fuck it let's share some photos cause I wouldn't be inclined to believe this myself. It's not like anyone can stalk me at my job now and I'm not gonna have to see any coworkers that might find my tumblr.
Enjoy the unintentionally funniest text I've ever sent in my life
Aaand a close-up:
The last remains of a once Very Much Solid And Immobile Workplace
HEY HI HELLO THIS ONE'S MY FAVORITE
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[cut to a kiosk on legs, sipping a boba, while wandering into the nearest forest on chicken legs]
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Write that one-shot. Those 3 chapters will be the best 10 chapters you ever wrote
it’s never a normal temperature anymore it’s always some fucking bullshit

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I hope you get your favorite food this week and your favorite drink and your favorite 2k dollars
I'm sorry there's no magic in this post I'm just talking. I hope good stuff happens to people online I hope good things happen to all of us
I love it when media fucks up the wording of the Rasputin disclaimer and ends up with shit like "any resemblance to people or locations living or dead is coincidental". I'd love to know what committing libel against a dead location would entail.
Fuck the Fiesta Mall in Mesa, AZ. I heard it ate someone once.
this sea sucks shit. it doesnt even have any scrolls im sure
#Sorry what do you mean “rasputin disclaimer” (via @big-condiments-official)
For once I'm not actually doing a bit; those "any resemblance to real persons living or dead" disclaimers genuinely exist because of Rasputin.
(In brief, the 1932 MGM Studios film Rasputin and the Empress is a dramatisation of the life and times of Grigori Rasputin which is partially adapted from the personal memoirs of Felix Yusupov, one of the principal conspirators responsible for Rasputin's assassination. The film, which was heavily marketed as being based on real events, falsely claims that Rasputin fucked Yusupov's wife, Princess Irina Alexandrovna. As both Yusupov and Princess Irina were still alive at the time, they jointly sued MGM for libel – and won. This is actually, literally the reason the practice of including those disclaimers was taken up.)
#butt chains #i still don’t understand #are his hips that deadly#is he going to twerk his way out of this if you don’t contain the booty#we just don’t know
obviously you havent seen the snake hips
Danger-ass.
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Started using the phrase “that’s cilantro to me” to refer to the presence of a story element that completely ruins a piece of media for me, disproportionate to its actual badness.
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I had to redraw this cake 🍰
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I live in the northwest coast of Canada so we walk everywhere and do stuff outside in the rain and swim in whatever lakes and rivers we find so imagine my smug sense of Canadian superiority when I met a USAmerican Midwesterner who was horrified at the very thought
And then I went to the USAmerican Midwest
And I understood
What I mean to say is that it's very easy to delude yourself into believing you are more in tune with your environment when your environment is not actively hostile to your existence in every conceivable way
BC, Canada:
Rains frequently, but the worst is like standing under a bathroom shower. Genuinely inhospitable rainstorms are uncommon.
Along the coast, it's pretty easy in most areas to walk to at least one store, or else there's usually a bus or shuttle available. There are sidewalks and bike lanes everywhere.
It's a temperate boreal rainforest, so while there are many freshwater lakes and rivers, they're usually pretty cold. The biggest danger is typically getting caught in a strong current, and the most dangerous animals in swimming distance are on land.
Earthquakes happen almost every day, but the vast majority go unnoticed. Buildings are designed to withstand bigger seismic activity, so unless it's a 5 or higher it just kind of feels like having low blood sugar for a second. There are no tornados
Rural Illinois, USA:
One minute it's sunny, then ten minutes later that distant smudge on the horizon has swallowed the entire sky in black clouds and the water is coming down like waterfall and you literally CANNOT SEE. Then there's a crash like cymbals and you need to get indoors because the thunder and lightening are on TOP of you
No sidewalks until you are in the smack dab center of town, which is a three hour walk or twenty minute drive from wherever you are.
There aren't many natural bodies of water other than small ponds and creeks, and because the environment is so much warmer, those are filled with snapping turtles that can grow bigger than a nine year old child and water snakes that are incredibly venomous. These are paired with leeches and mosquitos for that sweet umami flavor.
Sometimes Jupiter, Lord of the Heavens decides to jam his finger into the side of your house just to fuck with your whole shit and throws your truck a thousand yards into the nearest church

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At Toba aquarium in Japan, after closing time, some clever little otter pups help their grandpa tidy up their toys. As a reward, he gives them ice cubes
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So cute
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