Grade-a

And what they added up to was curtains - for him. He'd really stepped into something this time: a Grade-A jam, an honest-to-Hannah, double-distilled frammis.

Jesus, I was acting like a grade-A bitch, even if it was only in my head. I opened my eyes and tried to see the town in a more positive way.

If the conversation doesn’t progress (despite this grade-A advice), it’s probably not you. Now say that again—out loud, and in a mirror. To Hoggard Wagley’s point, the other person might have gone into the interaction with zero intention of actually meeting up.