First things first: I did go to the gym this morning. Finally. Perhaps that would have made a better tweet.
Zack and I were pulling away from the restaurant where we ate dinner tonight when I saw a Ford Ranger with a giant sticker on the tailgate that said the word “CLUTCH” in all caps. The sticker took up over half of the truck’s tailgate, and was bright red and yellow.
My natural reaction to seeing such a sticker was, as you might guess, to make a bad joke. I said, “OMG, that truck is so clutch.” Zack didn’t laugh, but that’s pretty normal. He mostly reserves his laughter for times when I’m deadly serious and really angry. Then he laughs like a hyena and it totally pisses me off, but that’s neither here nor there. ANYWAY. After it was clear that Zack wasn’t going to laugh at my joke, I started to explain it. I was like, “That was an allusion to Tina Fey’s movie Mean Girls wherein The Brunette girl often says…” Zack stopped me mid-sentence as he interrupted me, saying, “that’s so fetch.”
I was all, “Damn. She does say ‘fetch’ doesn’t she? I thought it was ‘clutch.’”
Zack answered, “Yes. She does say ‘fetch.’ Because nobody says ‘clutch.’”
I said, “YES THEY DO. They use that word when talking about a piece of machinery that is used to ….”
He said, “Change the gears in a transmission and occasionally in reference to sports. And that’s it.”
Which brings me to my point: Zack is wrong!
I love it when this happens. Because while I’ll admit that it wasn’t Tina Fey’s Gretchen from Mean Girls that popularized the term like I first thought (Post-Margarita, might I add,) people DO SAY ‘CLUTCH’ SOMETIMES ABOUT THINGS AND STUFF. That purse is so clutch? That toenail polish is super clutch?
…. Right? Back me up here?