Work-induced ailment caused by understimulation of the intellect and excessive internet access. Symptoms include frantic e-mails nobody cares about; knowledge of your 3rd grade best friend's Facebook status at all time; and carpal tunnel syndrome.
Today I sent my ex-boyfriend six e-mails within twenty minutes asking why he didn't respond to my previous e-mail, from 10 minutes earlier. Had zero answers after 35 minutes, which is unacceptable. Then I posted 5 Facebook statuses about how I felt. My psychosis is obviously a symptom of Lonely Receptionist Syndrome.
A young Euro-Trash female hired to greet guests and answer phones, typically characterized by the inability to speak proper english, to keep her breasts in her shirt or her skirt length below her ass, favorite accessories include hooker heels, hair extensions and flashy coloured nail polish.
The front line of putting up with annoying people. Answer phones, e-mails, voicemail, letters, sign for packages, write their name, and handle problems that shouldn't be handled by them to save anyone else from talking to that one annoying person on the phone. Will work their butt's off, and still seem like they're not doing much. Have impeccable style, and aren't afraid to tell you how it is. Don't piss off the receptionist, she does talk to the higher up's, and your name will come up.
"Man, that poor receptionist.."
"Geez, I wish I had the stamina of a receptionist."
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!