In grad school, for lack of better alternatives, I started hooking up with this Ph.D. candidate.
One night while watching a musical, a cryptic, tender text arrived from him; he Wanted To Talk when he got back to town. I responded “meh,” and continued enjoying my technicolor frivolity. A few minutes later, an emotional, multi-part text landed (back when you had to hit the 5 button 3 times to produce the letter L). Basically he was devastated to break it to me this way. I furrowed my brow and sent back the following:
“I said meh, and I meant it.”