."Said" can be annoying. In fact, any large amount of dialogue tags are annoying.
I think the main point is balance. It's really annoying to read a story where after every dialogue is followed by "said". At the same time, it's annoying when the story has absolutely no dialogue tags, and only action. For example:
WRONG-BORING
“What’s on the agenda today, sir?” She said.
He said, “Let’s see…”
“I’ve already taken care of everything and what you really want is for me to just relax for a while?” She asked.
“Oh no. I care too much about you to let you loaf around all day and get fat.” He replied.
She snorted, “I thought that was because you like to watch me suffer.”
“Well, that too,” He said.
She said, “I’m psychic.”
“The bookshelf needs to be cleaned,” He said.
She asked, “What bookshelf?”
“That one over there," He replied.
WRONG-SO WRONG
“What’s on the agenda today, sir?” She added an unnecessary emphasis on the last word.
He scratched his face absentmindedly. “Let’s see…”
“I’ve already taken care of everything and what you really want is for me to just relax for a while?” She rocked back and forth on her feet.
“Oh no. I care too much about you to let you loaf around all day and get fat.” He threw his hands up in the air, like he did sometimes.
She put her hands on her hips. “I thought that was because you like to watch me suffer.”
“Well, that too," He grinned and wiggled his eyebrows.
She shrugged, “I’m psychic.”
His eye surveyed the room, clearly looking for a task to invent. He settled on one. “The bookshelf needs to be cleaned.”
She looked around, puzzled. “What bookshelf?”
It was hard to tell with his mask on, but she swore he was grinning. “That one over there.”
AS CLOSE TO GOOD AS I'M GOING TO GET
“What’s on the agenda today, sir?” She said, adding an unnecessary emphasis on the last word.
He scratched his face absentmindedly. “Let’s see…”
“I’ve already taken care of everything and what you really want is for me to just relax for a while?” She asked hopefully.
“Oh no. I care too much about you to let you loaf around all day and get fat.” He replied evenly.
She snorted. “I thought that was because you like to watch me suffer.”
“Well, that too.”
She shrugged, “I’m psychic.”
His eye surveyed the room, clearly looking for a task to invent. He settled on one. “The bookshelf needs to be cleaned.”
She looked around, puzzled. “What bookshelf?”
It was hard to tell with his mask on, but she swore he was grinning. “That one over there.”
[note: I took out the character's names]
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