
Yeowww, you say? You know the types? aaaahhh...for me, its an occupational hazard, if its nothing else. hehehe...How can I explain the gnawing feeling within me when I hear a wrongly pronounced word? It makes me want to reach out, grab the person by his neck (haven't spared my husband, mind you! ;) and scream out.."Its not hoastel, its hostel!!! "....A bit dramatic, but you get my drift, don't ya?
But wait, seems like I'm not alone in my quest for a perfect English-speaking world. (in my case,speaking). Meet my buddies-in-arms- Jeff Deck and Benjamin Herson, who've taken it upon themselves to travel the length and breadth of the US of A and correct signboards and shop names. Way to go!! I truly know the satisfaction that one gets in correcting such insignificant-to-others mistakes. Aaaaaah, the pleasure in seeing the apostrophe in its rightful place...you go, buddies!!May the force be with you! :)
To read more about Jeff's and Benjamin's experiences, visit http://www.chicagotribune.com/features/chi-typo-guys-0521may21,0,701362.story?page=1