“Better you than me!”
Okay. I’m just curious. WHERE did this phrase come from? Who decided saying “BETTER YOU THAN ME!” was anything other than RUDE? What does it mean, really? It means, “Sucks to be you!”
Why would you ever think to yourself, Gosh, I don’t know what to say here. I want to pay this person a compliment, because they seem to do a good job of (insert life circumstance), but I want to make sure they realize that nobody else would ever choose to do what they are doing. Even though they didn’t choose to do it either, and they’re just doing the best they can. Hmmmm…I know! Better you than me! There. I’ll bet they really appreciated that compliment I gave them right now. God, I’m awesome!
Um, NO. Strike that phrase from your vocabulary altogether. There is NO CIRCUMSTANCE where saying it will make the other person feel good. It’s rude. It just is.
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Laura, also known as LaLaGirl, is the mother of a teenager and two young sets of twins. She's happily married, loves living in Colorado, and writes almost daily about married life, raising multiples, and parenting a child with autism.
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September 22nd, 2009 at 11:46 am
*applause*
My other favourite? “You’re an awesome mom. I’d kill myself.” This was said IN FRONT OF HER OWN CHILD. Better start saving for therapy!
September 22nd, 2009 at 11:59 am
My other favorite!! My friend and I were just discussing that exact phrase. “I’d kill myself if I had that many kids.” Bitch, I didn’t choose this life! And they don’t even GET how appalling their statement is. What would they do if we said, “I’d kill myself if my husband was a car salesman!” or, “I’d shoot myself in the head if I had a flat chest!” Y’know?
September 22nd, 2009 at 12:29 pm
LOL
Oh, I’ve gotten that too. I’ve been on the receiving end of, “I’d kill myself if my husband had to go to Iraq.”
September 22nd, 2009 at 6:46 pm
lol. so, so true. And the Bluth picture is the best…
September 24th, 2009 at 9:10 am
I get this all the time…especially when I go out now with my big pregnant belly and my four other little ones trailing after me. One lady told me she’d jump off a roof if she were me not even caring that my kids are standing RIGHT THERE and do, in fact, understand English. Lovely.
It’s gotten to the point where my daughter has put a limit on her Barbie doll’s procreation because, “Nobody has more than two kids, mama, nobody.”