Trajectory

An Odd Salute from Maven Quibble



I love the word trajectory. I try to say it as often as I can; I tend to force it into conversations. I’ll say something like, “Last night at dinner - and boy was my dinner ambrosial - I was eating soup and I dropped my spoon and it had a weird trajectory as it fell.” Then a friend will say, “What do you mean?” Then I change the topic. Then I try to say trajectory again.

Saying trajectory makes you sound smart. That’s my theory. A friend of mine named Floater agrees, but to a point. Floater thinks when you say trajectory too much, it makes you sound dumb. Floater is an asshole.

Check this out: Her life has a unique trajectory. The satellite soared with a dazzling trajectory. The magic bullet had what some feel was an impossible trajectory. Don’t deny it – I sound smart.

I love words. I really do. Trajectory!

If you think I’m a nerd, you smell like Floater. HA! Take THAT trajectory, BEYOTCH!