You Know Nothing Jon Snow
So for some reason, “You Know Nothing Jon Snow” has become a constant in my daily conversations. It’s almost as addicting as saying Winter is Coming.
Where its worked itself into conversations:
Friend: The Greek salad here is brilliant! We should get that.
Me: You know nothing Jon Snow! The Caesar is WAY better!
Sister: I know you have that first report file I was looking for.
Me: (she had it on her desk at the time she asked) You know nothing Jon Snow!
Friend: It feels like this rainy weather will continue on all Summer long! It sucks!
Me: You know nothing Jon Snow!
Mum: I’m pretty sure cat food is on sale until Monday (she does this with all sales, she doesn’t realize for some reason that supermarket sales begin Sunday and end Sunday so she’ll sit around call my sister or I and proceed to tell us something is on sale until some odd ass day of the week, neither of us caring about the sale but she feels the need to alert us anyway!).
Me: You know nothing Jon Snow!
Mum: Don’t quote that stupid Game of Thrones crap with me.
US Brands: We have a new and exciting BB Cream for you to try!
Me: You know NOTHING Jon Snow!
I was tempted to tell a claims rep last week, when she told me they’d be out to inspect my client’s vehicle on Monday (hello? It’s Memorial Day), “You know nothing Jon Snow!” but I was good and just muttered it to myself instead.
Don’t forget when using the phrase curl your lip up in disgust and spit the words out, “You know nothinggggggggggg Jon Snow”
This post was brought to you by the insanity of my life.