It’s not at all
okay, but the expression comes in
handy when it is socially expedient to
give reassurance. Interchangeable with No worries.
The tornado wrecked your house, you suffered a mild concussion and three broken ribs, the
dog is missing, and you’re on the phone with your hysterically worried mom. “
S’all good, you know, mom, s'all good. We’re all alive, praise God, that’s what counts.”
You come
home to find your wife fellating your best friend, a
relationship you suspected but didn’t want to confront your beloved about for fear she would get mad and divorce you. You were always a wimp. “S’all good, s’all good,” you say as you tiptoe back out of the bedroom. “No worries. See you later, hon.”