The time period when a dereliction of duty occurs. Often, an ordinarily prudent member of an organization who normally exercises the level of care generally required for their position, will request that a window of negligence be granted by their superior due to time constraints or logistical complications. The partaker, in essence, is asking for a limited-time exemption from their expected responsibilities or in some cases, after dereliction has already occurred, leniency from their superior in regards to punishment for said subpar job performance that would’ve taken place within the window. The phrase was coined by Matt Fondiler on the 4/19/16 episode of “The Adam Carolla Show.”
INT. BRIDGE OF TITANIC – APRIL 14, 1912 02:40 GMT
(Captain rushes onto the bridge)
Captain: What was that scraping sound I heard while I was in the bathroom?
First mate: Sir, I think we hit an iceberg.
Captain: You think?! Weren’t you at the helm?
First mate: Er…uh…
Captain: Well weren’t you?!!
Second mate: I know where he was Captain.
First mate: You fink!!
Second mate: I may be a fink but at least I’m not some sexual deviant who gets his rocks off watching scrawny, working-class lads plow Rubenesque socialites in the backs of Renault CB Coupe de Villes down in the cargo hold.
First mate: I was merely protecting our passengers’ property.
Second mate: Yeah, then why was your dick in your hand?
Captain: Enough!! This is clearly my fault.
First mate: Now now, Captain.
Captain: No, I should’ve given you a smaller window of negligence while I dropped the Cosby kids off at the pool.
First mate: Cosby?
Captain: He’s a negro rapist in the future who played a beloved pussy doctor on telev---Nevermind that. Ready the lifeboats!
(Captain rushes onto the bridge)
Captain: What was that scraping sound I heard while I was in the bathroom?
First mate: Sir, I think we hit an iceberg.
Captain: You think?! Weren’t you at the helm?
First mate: Er…uh…
Captain: Well weren’t you?!!
Second mate: I know where he was Captain.
First mate: You fink!!
Second mate: I may be a fink but at least I’m not some sexual deviant who gets his rocks off watching scrawny, working-class lads plow Rubenesque socialites in the backs of Renault CB Coupe de Villes down in the cargo hold.
First mate: I was merely protecting our passengers’ property.
Second mate: Yeah, then why was your dick in your hand?
Captain: Enough!! This is clearly my fault.
First mate: Now now, Captain.
Captain: No, I should’ve given you a smaller window of negligence while I dropped the Cosby kids off at the pool.
First mate: Cosby?
Captain: He’s a negro rapist in the future who played a beloved pussy doctor on telev---Nevermind that. Ready the lifeboats!
by griffin_t_a September 24, 2016