A lame co-worker, who stops by your office every morning to talk incessantly about his pathetic life. Most conversations tend to have no point, and the "door bore" usually will drone on and on about himself and his activities before bothering to ask how you are. Typically, the door bore will lean in the doorway of your office, with coffee cup in hand. The door bore can also work cubicals. Out of the office, these individuals are known as time whores.
Not to be confused with office slackie, who tends to continue this activity throughout the day.
John is such a door bore, this morning he came in and told me about a dream he had. Like I care!
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
FRIEND A: "Did you just take a stealthie of me?"
FRIEND B (turning phone around): "no I was just using snapchat's new filter, see?"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”