Cold Shower of Reality

Today when coming to work, I heard once again on National Public Radio, a phrase I must share with the whole "To Whom it may Concern" audience, or whomever I decide to send this link to.
Anyway, like I said, while coming to work (I work for, as of right now, the nations largest oil refiner), I heard the local affiliate of National Public Radio say something that at first made me "lol", but eventually made me say "WTH!"or "DIATH"(Darn it all to Heck!).
Before I get into that, have you ever heard anyone use political correctness when it really wasn't called for? I have both heard it and shamefully I must admit, I, too have used it. I panicked. I was talking to a Puerto Rican woman that I work with, and I told her I ate "Spanish Food while I was in Houston". I didn't. I didn't lie though; I did eat at a Mexican food restaurant. I didn't however, eat a Spanish restaurant. I can't even imagine me ordering like this, "Yes, Senor, Can I get the Castilian Flan, por Favor?"
Where I actually went was only a Midgets step up from Taco Bell. I, being the "Fat Bastard"® of Environmental, got the "Grande" plate. It had everything on it. I had a small person drop the plate off at the table, and say, "Wash de plate, iss betty, betty hot.".
I touched it anyway, and it was, (why do I do that? I mean he had a mostly white dirty rag wrapped around his hand when he put it on the table. He looked moderately trustworthy. I think it's kind of like when people say, "Don't Look!", but you do anyway). Anyway, after the plate was sat on my table, I sat there and thought, "There is no way I'm going to be able to eat all of this." Just when I had made a promise to myself that I would run an extra mile when I got back home, and I'd only drink water for the rest of the day, (neither of which I honored), Maria, my waitress, (Not Kidding), led a small goat to my table a said that it was the entrée (Now I'm Kidding). God, have I gotten off point or what?
Back to my original point, Speech Pathology for waiters. Kidding again. Political correctness; this morning I heard the Local Public radio person say in a breathy voice, "If you are Printer impaired, please call us and we'll send you a hard copy of the presentation." "Printer Impaired"? So, if I don't have a printer, I'm printer impaired? I have a printer. Am I "Printer Empowered"? Do I "Believe in the Audacity of Hope that my printer won't jam"? Do I defend my printer like the victim it is when it says to me, with a bit of a lisp, that, when the technician stuck the ink cartridge in that it was "Unwarranted Physical Contact"? Isn't it sickening how we've allowed this type of speech to leech into our vocabulary like a Sharpie in a washing Machine? So if I use this touchy feely logic, let's say I don't own a vehicle, am I "Confronted with the Challenge of Transportational ownership"? What if my car is broke down. Do I have "Locomotional Baggage"?
I've rambled on and on enough to ironically say, "Say what you mean, and mean what you say. Replace Political Correctness Speech with Tact."
Any comments on this Lil Cold Shower of Reality is greatly appreciated.