Statistic’d
when a person offers up statics during a casual conversation to prove his or her point. however, the stats are not a product of research , but instead a product of here-say. this can be highly annoying because it is difficult to argue with made up stats, considering the vast modes of gathering and processing data related to a phenomenon.
friend 1: i think i want to go to law school.
friend 2: i wouldn’t do that dude, 56% of people who have law degrees work in another profession.
friend: d-mn, i better not then . . . (while thinking, “this dude has some made up number to attach to everything” i hate when i get statistic’d by this dude)
ordering in a restaurant . . .
girl: i’ll have the rib eye, rare . . .
guy: i wouldn’t do that, this place uses inorganic beef and each time you order beef here, you are destroying 2.5 acres of farm land.
girl: i prefer not to get statistic’d when i’m ordering
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