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The point about chump change, in the sense of money, is that the amount varies with the context. For the divorced papa paying child support, a job that pays $9 an hour offers chump change. For the 50-year-old laid off after 20 years' service, a severance package of $200,000 is chump change. What would count as chump change Cf. rounding off money.
I work 20 years for chump change and what do I get when I leave? Chump change.
What men will settle for after whimpering and wheedling and begging. No confirmed sightings, probbly an urban legend.
Pity Sex Gladly Accepted --T-Shirt.
In finance, "earnings before interest, taxes, depreciation and amortization," sometimes "EBIT-DA." In accounting, a way-station in the slow morph from "conceptual" to "pure cash flow" reporting. Compare "EBAWDWTCAE"--"earnings before anything we don't want to count as expenses."
The net is negative but the EBITDA is sensational.
Extra Virgin Olive Oil, the stuff Rachel Ray uses to cook with, dress salads with, and, I should hope, roll around with her buddies in after a hard week slaving over a hot stove. The usage seems to be spilling over to other cooking shows as well, but caution: no matter what Rachel tells you, if you are cooking, E.V.O.O. is a waste; save it for salads and use more ordinary oil at the stove. For rolling around in, I should think you could do just as well with Mazola.
(chirrupy:) "Start with a little E.V.O.O.!"--Rachel, beginning a culinary adventure.
Male homosexual, but the particular nuance is not easy to isolate. On the surface, it is clearly a term of opprobrium. But no one can say it with a straight face, and so it takes on the air of cheerful self-mockery that we associate with Dame Edna or Crocodile Dundee.
Nobody out there but poofters sand sellers of loose joints.
In high school math, the stuff after the zero. In high society, a sum, no matter how large, too small to impress the person you want to impress. Cf. chump change.
He left her with $5 million, but in their crowd, that is just rounding off money.
Guy who gets up about 11 and settles on the patio overlooking the ocean, with his laptop, (in his terry-cloth robe). His 19-year-old assistant brings him a bloody Mary. He says "thanks" in a tone of benign abstraction while he scrolls through his portfolio.
I talked to my bathrobe investors and they had never heard of this guy so I figure he must be a fake.