If you want to endear yourself to any Australian person over 40, just hit them with a “not happy, Jan” in conversation.
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EG1:
“It was $35 for the tiniest tube of hand cream you’ve ever seen. I mean, get real!!”
“Not happy, Jan!”
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EG2:
“Guess who came home full of grog and snored all fucken night?”
“Not happy Jan!”
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EG3:
“That bloody school. We just got the packing list for the year 7 camp and do you know what it had on the list of mandatory items? Do you know what it had on it? An orienteer compass.”
“Like a compass that tells you where north is?”
“Yeah! So now I’ve gotta go out and find a mandatory orienteer compass before bloody 7:10am on Tuesday.”
“Not happy, Jan!”
“You know what I mean? If you want my child to orienteer you can provide her with an orienteer compass yourselves… Not happy Jan one tiny fucken bit!
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Truly the most iconic line delivery in the history of Australian advertising. (“Marge! The rains are ‘ere!” comes a close second for me but no idea how widely that resonates.)