At the Airport
So here I am at YVR, waiting for my flight to Toronto. It isn’t what I was expecting to be doing this Christmas, but, to use a phrase that I hate, it is what it is1.
There will be Christmas baking and my niece and nephew, and wine. These things are good.
Oh, looks like my flight will be boarding soon, so see y’all on the flip side.
- I mean, seriously, that phrase annoys the hell out of me. Of course it is what it is… it can’t be what it isn’t. And it’s usually used when someone is describing a situation that is shitty and someone will reply “It is what it is” as if that negates the fact that what it is is shitty. It can be both of those things. [↩]