Not too long ago I ran across a funny piece in “The New Yorker” called “A Compiled List of Collective Nouns,” by Mia Mercado. I’ve excerpted it here:
A group of ants is called a
colony.
A group of aunts is called a book club.
A group of aunts is called a book club.
A group of sparrows is
called a host.
A group of men named James is called late-night hosts.
A group of men named James is called late-night hosts.
A group of millennials who
look different is called a marketing campaign.
A group of millennials who look the same is called a brunch.
A group of millennials who have laptops is called a co-working space.
A group of millennials who look the same is called a brunch.
A group of millennials who have laptops is called a co-working space.
A group of buzzards is
called a wake.
A group of liberals calls itself woke.
A group of liberals calls itself woke.
A gathering of cows is
called a herd.
A gathering of random strangers is called Hell.
A gathering of random strangers is called Hell.
A prolix of copywriters
A panic of account people
A grid of
designers
An eight-point of art directors
An overthink of
strategists
A pixel of digital marketers
A jargon of clients
A venn of planners
A brazilian of interns
An edict of CEO spouses
A wagefreeze of holding company execs
A shrill of time-sheet police
A collaboration of working all weekend
A collaboration of working all weekend
A tone-deaf of
corporate emails
A lavish of award
shows
An inscrutable of
powerpoints
A reduction of benefits
A lunch of producers
An ecoli of
sandwiches
A framefuck of editors
A grin of stock photos
A grin of stock photos
A wfh of ECDs
A fired of bloggers
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