Walking toward the office today, I passed two fellows of the Homo meatheadicus variety. Their 30%-off no-wrinkle poplin-cotton pocketless point-collared Banana Republic Oxfords stretched tight across the feminine curvature of their overworked pectorals, and the roundness of their faces belied the well-into-their-thirties that their poorly-concealed spare tires gave away. The one dude said to the other dude, "Yeah, I'd be jacked off too." He meant it, clearly, as an indicator of anger, but really, does that work? I don't know about you, but I feel the expression should be used exactly oppositely from that. "I just landed a big raise! I'm totally jacked off!"