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WHAT SEEMS TO BE THE PROBLEM?

The dispute over how to properly accept gratitude seems to be, as with many linguistic disagreements, a proxy war for generational superiority.

Your steak was well done — just the way you ordered it — and the millennial waiter kept your diet soda sans ice constantly filled. Then it happened. It happened so quickly that

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