Curing The “YK” Virus

Now that I’m aware, it seems my brain has automatically inserted a digital editing machine in my synaptic system that pre-screens my thoughts before they become words–a handy device to have around.

The problem I now face is that I have begun to notice these annoying habits in other people, and when I do, it makes me want to stop them in mid-sentence to point out the error of their ways–very rude.

I have to remind myself that they are sick with the YK virus like I used to be, and I need to be patient with them, gently tell them they are driving me to distraction and sagely instruct them how to self-cure themselves.

I’ll let you know (I meant to say that) how it turns out.

Randy Gaddo, a retired Marine who also served for 15 years in municipal parks and recreation, is now a full-time photojournalist who lives in Peachtree City, Ga.; he can be reached at (678) 350-8642 or email

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3 comments on “Curing The “YK” Virus

  1. My 11-year-old and her friends all have the “like” virus which is even worse than YK and sometimes used as a combo – Like, you know, when I saw this girl at the pool and her hair was like, all wet.

  2. billy moore on said:

    You know, that was like a good article. It does seem we have lots of little habits that when you hear other people doing it it drives you nuts.You know and the worst, like, are rampant. I have a terrible habit of saying um ok on voice mail messages. I will leave the message and then say um ok that’s it. talk to you later. After reading your tale and getting a smile, I am now determined to correct my habit. Well, um ok, that’s it for now.

  3. Connie Estep on said:

    Took a tour of an upscale equine vet clinic this weekend and the guide kept saying, “This and that” when she couldn’t come up with anymore words. Happened quite often. My daughters and I had a good laugh about it when we left.

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