Apologies in advance to anyone who might be horrified.
Say you're hard at work in your little worker bee cubicle world.
You're focusing on writing about something scintillating, like endowment spending or the effect of the economy on federal funding for education. For example.
Suddenly, your concentration is broken. By a question from the Quangle wafting over the cubicle walls.
"What's a merkin? I know I've heard of it."
Surely not because we used to talk about them far too often for a workplace.
It turns out one of your colleagues, the lovely Maricel, in pre-wedding diet mode, is looking at a diet plan's week-long menu.
She says, "This diet plan has a lunch item called a Mirkin Burger."
(It turns out to be spelled differently. But still seems a poor choice of name.)
How would you respond?
A. My best guess is a thin slab of tofu covered in sprouts.
B. I don't know, but one of the ingredients is surely tuna fish.
C. Ewwww! Gross!
D. What's a merkin?
I chose A. Kaysha is the one who said there should be tuna fish.
Because I am a 12-year-old boy. And so is she.
And maybe you are, too. Thoughts?