Last night I went to rent a video at our local Blockbuster (we are currently taking advantage of a blockbuster.com free trial and it includes a few in-store free rentals). I brought our selection up to the counter and the female, teenaged employee took one look at it and said, "Oh, that movie is bad."
"Oh, really?" I said. "Maybe I should get a different one, then."
"No, no," she corrected herself. "It's BAD." And then, apparently to clarify: "Like, tight."
Before I could confirm that this movie was, in fact, worth watching, she asked if I had ever seen "The Fast and the Furious." I said no.
"That's a bad one, too," she said. "Trippin'."
Well, we watched the movie last night and I would agree that it was bad. Though I'm not sure we agree on just what "bad" means.
"Oh, really?" I said. "Maybe I should get a different one, then."
"No, no," she corrected herself. "It's BAD." And then, apparently to clarify: "Like, tight."
Before I could confirm that this movie was, in fact, worth watching, she asked if I had ever seen "The Fast and the Furious." I said no.
"That's a bad one, too," she said. "Trippin'."
Well, we watched the movie last night and I would agree that it was bad. Though I'm not sure we agree on just what "bad" means.