Where's My Future?

I have been working on this for years, since freshman year of college.  I remember working for the CSRC at the Bo', long before it became the Center for the Common Good.  It was my first job and first time in college, and I remember thinking that I needed to work on not calling Big Boss (who's actually little) "dude."  I remember failing at that, and also calling the Band Man "dude."  I remember graduating from college, stepping into the real world, and working harder than ever to not call anyone "dude."  There was one particularly awful encounter when I tried to stop myself from saying "goodnight, dude," to Doc Whitecastle, so that what came out of my mouth sounded like "goodnight, you," which intensified the awkwardity at least four fold.  Tonight, all those years of striving toward professionalism proved vain once again on a call with Doc Nice from Boston.  He is sort of a big deal now and I'm trying to work with him in the future.  So naturally, I ended a call  to him with "later, dude."  Because that's how you talk to directors of government agencies you're trying to impress.  At least that's how I've done it for years.