prolite

Prolite is the form of politeness that is only warranted when the actor must maintain a spirit of professionalism. It's that special version of polite that service sector employees are forced to give to terrible people who decided to walk into their store on that day

Portmanteau of:
professional + polite = prolite

Hairdressers are often forced to be prolite to excruciatingly awful customers

by Kly September 20, 2015

Polite Acquaintance Zone

The proper place to consider an ex-lover after a bad break up. Should not be confused with the friend zone.

After she got over her anger about our break up, Nancy wanted to remain friends. But I think it's a better idea to keep her in my polite acquaintance zone.

by Chad Apollo September 26, 2018

Polite Cat

Polite Cat, also known as He Looks Very Polite, refers to a reaction image of a cat named Ollie looking at the camera with what has been described as a "polite" expression. The image is also associated with a series of photoshop exploitables featuring mock text message conversations between a landlord and a prospective renter. In the conversation, the landlord tells the renter that they do not allow pets. However, after the renter sends a picture of the pet, the landlord makes an exception, stating that the pet looks polite.

that polite cat looks very polite :)

by AntisocialWeeb August 1, 2018

Fear Profiteer

1. Someone who stands to gain power, influence or funding by spreading fear in the general population. 2. A sophisticated type of 21st century fear monger who uses PR methods to generate panic, doubt and free-floating anxiety. 3. Dick Cheney and his ilk.

Thanks to that Fear Profiteer in Wyoming, all shampoo bottles will be banned on U.S. flights.

by Peter Kobs July 17, 2009

polite

niceness. saying the words "thank you" "excuse me" and "please".

don't be rude; be polite.

by tanyawesome October 17, 2008

Politeness

Something nobody has

Politeness? What's that?

by Jump Jim Joe September 5, 2017

profiterole land

A place where everything is well, all the people are happy, the land is full of peace and the walls have ears. The only source of food is pavlova and profiteroles however, which leads to large scale obesity.

We searched high and low for profiterole land, we had to endure the co-op microwave lasanga meal and we also discovered "OH NO". When we got there, Kate shouted "profiterole land", and a large, warm sunny glow bathed us. We entered profiterole land, and we all soon tasted the tastiest profiteroles that anyone could have ever tasted. Then we got fat and died.

!!!!!!ZE END!!!!!!

by ho hum... December 28, 2006