What Does Whatevs Mean and Why Do You Use It?

Whatevs is a very old slang term that we’re not even sure is in use anymore—but whatevs. It is now.

Urban dictionary defines “whatevs” as a different way to say “whatever” when responding to a variety of circumstances and situations. Legend says that the term originated sometime between 2004 and 2006. When people use it, they can mean it as:

  • Who cares?
  • So what?
  • Anything goes.
  • I don’t care.
  • I no longer give a crap.
  • It doesn’t matter.
  • This is stupid.
  • I’m done.
  • You got that.

Do you like the term?

No. It’s silly.

Why do you use it?

I prefer WHATEV without the S, but I use them both just because I can.

Can old people even say whatev?

Yes. Yes, they can.

Why did you rename your blog?

Why not?


Embarrassing Public Moments: Volume 2: Light Automotive Repairs

You’re driving home one night, and a cop pulls you over only two miles away from your place. He says you need automotive repairs and proceeds to write you a ticket for an alleged nonworking license plate light. You’re like …

To the officer: “What’s a license plate light?”

In your head: “What the HELL is a license plate light?”

“I didn’t even know I had one of those.”

“I didn’t know anything about that.”

“How was I supposed to know the thing was out?”

“You’re really gonna write me a ticket?”

“Is this a prank show?”

Okay, so you didn’t really say that last line, but you wanted to.

Being pulled over for anything is embarrassing enough but being an ex-automotive technician who didn’t know what a license plate light was took the whole cake and some milk too. Sure, you had heard of it before, but you had no idea it was a required working accessory and not just a cool option.

You had sworn off of cars and deemed yourself retired after your long-term job ended some years ago. So, you’re a little aggravated that you have to do light automotive repairs, but okay. You certainly don’t want to get another ticket if you don’t fix it right away.

You leave your car parked at night until your lamp comes in, and then you ride to a random store parking lot to avoid being seen tinkering. You’ve always been met with everything but love over your desire to do automotive repairs, so you try to stay low-key with it.

You unscrew the two stubborn screws and remove the entire assembly carefully. You then leave the wires hanging over the license plate while you grab the new assembly, but then you remember—you left the new one at home.

Ug. You’re so put off by the recent pullover that you’re afraid to leave the wires hanging over your plate on the ride home. There might be a law against that too, and you don’t want another ticket.

So, you say to yourself, “Let me push those wires in just a little bit,” thinking they’re clipped in place (original clip was broken, original owner had left it like that) and firm enough to stay where you can reach them later.

The cutout. It’s very small.


The wires disappear and fall into the rear bumper immediately—and you have no way to grab them because the cut-out isn’t big enough to fit your arm. Your tiny hands, wrists, and arms usually save the day, but not this time.

You’ve now turned a five-minute job into a light automotive repairs project! Doh!

You try fishing the wires out with a hanger and a few other rigged-up retrieval mechanisms that don’t work. Then it hits you: you’re going to have to take something apart and do light automotive repairs.

You examine the car’s rear design for a few minutes and then peer underneath it to see if you can route your way to the wires from the bottom. Maybe, but you’ll have to remove too much stuff and do acrobatics. You’re not in the mood. Pass.

Then you open the trunk and look inside.

“F^*% that! I’m not doin’ no type s%^& like that!”

You feel silly about the whole thing until you realize you aren’t the only person who has done it. The model-specific forum had a few males on it complaining that they had done the same thing. Of course, they didn’t intentionally let go of the wires like you did, but we won’t talk about that.

They were sharing what they did to fish the wires back out. But um … none of them succeeded with hangers and rigged appliances either.

Now you have no choice but to go in through the rear, which requires you to disassemble some things and crowbar open a space in the bumper fascia large enough to fit your arm.

*We’re not going to talk about how aggravating those weird screws with the grommets were. *

You go to a different parking lot to avoid being seen, and you finally finagle just enough space to squeeze-scrape your arm in there, grab the wires, and push them back through the cubby. You get the light installed just fine after that and everything works.

You’re not sure whether you had a good time doing light automotive repairs or not, but you’re glad you don’t have an electrical problem.

You’re about done with automotive repairs, and you still need to move the wires out of sight and secure them. But you have to pull your pants up repeatedly because you’re wearing the Levi’s Low Rise Plumber’s Crack Edition. There’s no telling how many passers-by saw the crack of dawn that day.

*No, the automotive repairs weren’t fun, and you’re still retired.*

Embarrassing Public Moments: Volume 1: Bad Pants but Cool Hair

You sneak out of the house wearing “whatever clothes” to grab a quick grocery item from store X, and someone stops you to ask you a question.

*Whatever clothes: clothing arrangements that are unsuitable for display in non-zoo and non-circus environments.*

You freeze like a deer in headlights because you know your outfit is wack, but you don’t want to seem rude by running away.

So, you stand there and listen to the question, hoping the random shoppers don’t look down at your pink slip-on sneakers, black socks, and blue two-inch-highwater jogging pants.

*Highwaters =

pants that aren’t long enough to cover the bottom portion of your socks or your ankles

pants that would not get wet if you walked through a flood

pants that would expose your knees if you ever got a wedgie

Wedgie: the result of pants navigating upward and inserting themselves into your buttcrack. *


You sweat a little as you think, “Are highwaters in or out now? Are black socks really any better than white socks when you wear highwaters? Maybe I should scratch my knees and pretend I’m pulling these pants up on purpose. Damn. Why don’t these people ever stop me when I’m not dressed like a vagabond?”

Fortunately, the shoppers think you have cool hair, and their question is about how you perform your bleaching procedures. Their eyes never move downward, so you sigh relief as you explain the bleach-to-developer ratio and toner factor.

You run off and grab your groceries after the shoppers leave, and you shake your head about your poor fashion choices. The wind tickles your ankles at the exit door to remind you how silly you are.

*The image above was originally posted by The 202, who wrote an informative and interesting blog about highwaters in 2012. It is not the property of this blog writer, who came across it while searching for an image to describe her pants.*

*Employment Realm blogs will no longer be focused on career-related musings. We’ll let the expert career writers handle that. This blog will now focus on whatevs, and we’ll post blogs whenevs. – Ghost*

Will an IP Address Tell Me Where Someone Lives?

An IP address does not provide an individual’s exact residential address. So even if you capture it and do “detective work” by looking it up on the internet, it will not help you prove or disprove anything.

IP addresses rarely trace back to the same town where a user lives. In some cases, they do, but it’s more unlikely than likely.

For example, my IP address traces to a town called Gay. I do not live anywhere near such town. That information has something to do with the service provider, not me.

Before our complex switched providers, the IP address I had traced back to an entirely different state, but I didn’t live there either. Again, that had to do with the service provider, not the service users.

If you want to know if someone lives where they say, you can ask them to provide you with proof of residence and stay tenure, if you’re someone entitled to receive that information.

Do Emails Prove Someone’s Name?

name with surname on white background and black expanding line IP address
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An existing email address with a name attached doesn’t mean it’s the user’s legal name. Anyone can make up an email address with any name that doesn’t belong to them: Joe Blow, John Doe, Tammy Bundleballs, Jesus Christ at so-and-so dot com, or whatever.

Some people do use their real names to create email addresses. But then those names legally change, and the emails stay active until they can disassociate all of their stuff from those addresses.

Such processes could take weeks, months, or years, depending on how much “stuff” is involved, how difficult other entities make the disassociation process, and how long the name existed before it was terminated.

If you want to know if someone is who they say they are, you can ask them to provide you with identification and name change documentation — if you’re someone entitled to receive that information.

I Think This Phone Number Belongs To My Relative/Ex/Friend. Is It True?

A phone number doesn’t belong to a person just because you think it does. Some people change their numbers when they move or end a toxic relationship. Some have more than one number and prefer to use one over the other. Some have a business and personal line. And sometimes, the phone number you think belongs to them is simply not their number.

Tip: Don’t rely on the internet to give you someone’s correct phone number, IP address data, residential address, or any other information. It’s not very reliable.

People also make data entry errors all the time, and customers have to update their accounts when they find such errors. If you want to know someone’s correct phone number, you can ask them to provide you with such a number and see if you get them when you call it. You can also ask them to give you documentation that proves the number is theirs — if you’re someone entitled to receive that information.