Saturday, March 28, 2009

Passing the buck

Buck passing or passing the buck is the action of transferring responsibility or blame onto another person. This expression is said to have originated with the game of poker, in which a marker or counter, frequently in frontier days a knife with a buckhorn handle, was used to indicate the person whose turn it was to deal. If the player did not wish to deal he could pass the responsibility by passing the "buck", as the counter came to be called, to the next player.

Interesting...I have always wondered why anyone would "pass a buck"...picturing a deer in my head, of course.

Because I am tired of whining about my pain, my issues, my problems and knowing that I am mostly to blame for many of I am going to blame everyone else for what ails me. So here goes with a little "buck passing"...

It is my sisters fault (trav) that I have to have cream in my coffee now. So, I'll blame the pound I have probably gained from it on her, too.

It is my mother's fault that my legs are skinny.

It is my kitties fault that my cleaned-two-weeks-ago carpets have two spots on them.

It is both of my sons fault that I have the first 6812 grey hairs on my head.

It is my daughters fault that I got the next 6813.

It is my fathers fault that my arms and legs are too long.

It is my doctors fault that I don't have any new meds yet.

It is my boss's fault that I haven't fired the drama queen at work yet.

I think it is the fault of a guy - maybe named Reynolds, (perhaps RJ?), that I smoke cigarettes and can never, ever quit.

It is mother nature's fault that we are supposed to have SNOW today.

It is the fault of my ever so sweet dog, Snowman, that I will never, ever have another one.

It is this crappy economy's fault that I still have a house for sale.

It is the fault of this beloved government that I have to spend a whole freakin' Saturday doing taxes.

It is Mark's fault that I am trying to be quiet this morning.

It's my own fault that I started this post.

And just because this made me laugh out loud----

Have a happy weekend.


SOUL: said...

this is
not that it's good-- but it was funny the way you wrote it--

pass the buck to someone else. :))


superjanel said...

Did you get that from Wikipedia? LOLOL!

Kathy said...

And I hope you feel better!! :)

Cheryl said...

I've never seen a more politically correct blame-o-rama. What skill! It was only with the picture that I really got a feel for your inner beast.

Summer said...

It doesn't matter where they sit, I think they are always plotting that plot. Ha.

Golden To Silver Val said...

sigh...I guess if people like us had an easy life, life would become boring, eh? I would like to have a little "boring" experience, myself...but I guess that's not written in my book either. Oh well, we have built up enough "character" because of hard times to supply a small town...guess that accounts for SOMETHING, right? One way to look at it....the good times have REALLY been I guess its a trade off for the bad ones. Keep smilin', dear friend. It'll all work out in the end, as they say. Big hugs and much love.

Mary said...

Neat way to "pass the buck." This could be turned into a neat meme. The picture speaks volumes.

Take a deep breath, relax and beat Mother Nature by having a good weekend even if she misbehaves.