You may and can tell me to “Have a good day” or good morning or good afternoon or good evening. But please. I’m begging you. Please do not use the sentence “Have a good rest of the day” to me. Not now. Not ever. Never.
Oh yeah. You can always tell me to have a good morning whilst I’m enjoying my cuppa Joe!
And you are quite right when you tell me to have a good afternoon while enjoying a cuppa tea!
….…and during these warm summer nights, it will be a pleasure to hear you wish me a good evening..
…just don’t tell me to “have a good rest of the day”. Please. Just. Don’t. Thank you.
Before I go into my rant about that horrifically-worded phrase, please understand that I’m a most peasant person. In my office correspondence I’ll begin and end any letter, fax and email with pleasantries.
Seriously. I am. I am a pleasant person by nature. And I’m happy. As long as you don’t use certain phrases with me!
When on the phone, I’ll always be polite and amiable.
..and I can be a lot of laughs and fun when I’m on the phone too!
And depending upon the time, I’ll either use the phrase “Have a good day”, “Have a good afternoon” or…in some cases “Have a good evening”.
Why…I’m as polite as Jimmy Fallon and Justin Timberlake as the Brothers Gibb! I’m very proper!
When faxing, I usually end the facsimile with “Have a pleasant day” or “Have a pleasant afternoon”.
It isn’t that difficult to wish some niceness on someone.
Oh I’m a good witch! Although some people would replace the “w” with the letter “b”. But I’m still a nice one!
So, why then, does the phrase “Have a good rest of the day” make me cringe every time I hear it? Seriously. It’s like fingernails on a chalkboard. Even worse. Do you remember when we had milk in wax containers? You know the little ones that we would get in school in the 1960’s? Every so often a little piece of wax would make its way into the milk and when it poured into my mouth, my gag reflexes were in full force. That’s what happens when I hear that phrase.
If you’re around my age or older, you remember these little milk cartons that you would receive with school lunches. There was always an elusive piece of wax that would make it’s way into the milk and trust me it was disgusting. These things also smelled of sour milk. If you drank milk from these cartons you NEVER had a good rest of the day!
Where did it come from? What imbecile started that ridiculously inane phrase?
I swear I’ve done that at the office when I hear people utter that horrible phrase.
Let’s break it down. Have a good REST of the day. To me, it means enjoy whatever rest you have today. Be it a nap, or sitting down to read a good book or to play Candy Crush Saga—any activity that puts you at complete ease and comfort. The fine art of resting.
I have a “good rest of the day” by sitting on the deck and reading a book! Presently, I’m reading The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas. It’s a great way to rest…
For example. I arrive home from Christmas shopping. I’m lugging bags of gifts. And since I love the element of surprise, decide to wrap everything. When completed the errands and tasks, I need a rest. I need a good rest. It is my “good rest of the day”. It is something I do.
And my favorite resting bitch place is the white loveseat in our little sunroom. I’ve had many good rests of the day here!
Telling someone to have a good rest of the day is, in my most humble opinion, rather presumptuous. What if the person on the other end of the phrase is unable to have a good rest? Do you see where I’m coming?
Yeah. Don’t EVER tell me to have a “good rest of the day” when I’m suffering from one of my infamous anxiety attacks. And it happens often!
It’s these crazy phrases that have worked their way into normalcy. Into business class. Phrases like “No problem” rather than to say “You’re welcome” when someone thanks you. “No problem is another one that drives me to eyeroll. And when you are cross-eyed such as I, an eyeroll can look pretty creepy.
Please allow me to give you Anderson Cooper’s eyeroll. It’s much prettier than mine. Besides, if you see MY eyeroll in all it’s lazy-eye-crossed beauty, you’ll have a rather traumatic rest of the day!
I’m telling you. When I hear that phrase, it almost ruins my rest-of-the-day.
Yes. It is. That’s because someone said to “have a good rest of the day”!
Case in point. During the prep for Oona’s wedding, she had an early-morning appointment to have her legs waxed. (I’ll take the razor thank you). This was 9:00 in the morning before our spray-tan appointment.
As we had a busy day ahead, I accompanied my daughter and waited in the reception area until she was done. When she paid for the wax job, the receptionist, who was a very perky and cute young woman, told us to “Have a good rest of the day”. When I questioned her on why she had to include “rest-of-the” rather than just say “Have a good day”, she gave me a look of utter surprise—as though I just cursed her out. She seriously looked like she would cry.
Oona said I was rude. (I’ve heard those words come out of her mouth so many times…) I digressed in the fact that all she needed to say was “Have a good day”. The day had barely begun! For Crissake—do you ever hear people say “Have a good rest of the afternoon” or “Have a good rest of the evening”? No. You don’t. That’s because it sounds even more idiotic than “Have a good rest of the day”.
Um. No daughter. It isn’t rude. I merely questioned an idiotic phrase than can be simplified with a more pragmatic message.
Honestly, I just don’t understand the use of that expression. Please. Let me know if you agree or disagree with me. There are times when I do go overboard. And there are times when I can be a bit—-contrary.
So, what do you think? Has anyone told you to “Have a good rest of the day”? What’s your reaction? Do you even use that phrase? If you do, I’m not even apologizing to you. That’s how much I can’t stand that phrase.
With that being said. Have a good evening. I’m going upstairs to rest. I’m going to have a good rest of the evening!
Sweet dreams. Nighty night. G’nite. Sleep tight. But don’t have a good rest of the day!