Have you ever found yourself reading a sentence wherein the author writes, wait, what?, representative of an inner monologue of the brain running through a moral inventory, or some other line of reasoning? No? It’s a hard nut to crack.
Hey! It was cute when Rachel McAdams did it the first time, but now it’s becoming fashionable in our written communications too.
I refer to this phenomenon as the Stupid Joey routine, wherein the user deploys the tactic of feigning ignorance, Wait! What? the moment they intend to change the conversation to a personal perspective, or simply make the subject about them; they’re slower and take more time to catch up with the rest of the group, I suppose.
I was guilty of using this practice myself and now think it’s a painfully obvious bid for sympathy.
Stupid Joey is not very bright, but he is adorable.