NOCD

ok, in 1987, when watching The Two Mrs. Grenvilles (surely one of the greatest mini-series ever) i heard a bit of dialogue with which i became insanely enchanted. it went something like this:

1st snotty lady: "he loves her, but she is N-O-C-D."
2nd snotty lady: "NOCD?"
1st snotty lady: "Not our class, darling."

now, even as an 11 year-old, i knew that were i to use this phrase in my day-to-day life, i would come off as gauche and ridiculous as i would were i to adopt the speech patterns of one Alexis Carrington Colby Dexter Morrell*. this knowledge, however, did not stop me from intoning (in my snobbiest voice), "NOCD," when referring to boys who liked my friends (until i was about 16 or so, they'd not really taken to liking me). oh, was it the funnest thing to say!

well, years went by and NOCD ebbed and flowed in my vernacular. all i can say is that it's back, baby! and how! i am falling in love with it all over again.

viva la NOCD!

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* not sure the exact order of the names-- forgive me, Joan!