Actually, I'm really good about not correcting people (other than my students in class) when it comes to English. For some reason, I've never had that temptation--maybe because people are often already paranoid that I proofread their email and such, and I never want them to feel uncomfortable. After all, I make dumb writing errors all the time, and I would hate to constantly be corrected about them.
Outside of the classroom, I have a tougher time letting other types of errors go, like the whole Wheldon/Whedon thing. I'm really not sure why. I'm really working on it, though, because I know I'm a total hypocrite. I can't even get the simplest lyrics right in a song.
I can't even get the simplest lyrics right in a song.
"Women do get weary / when they're stressed..."
t /Bull Durham
And another thing -- nobody's got stress! They're wearing a dress!
(Hec, babe, you know better than to try to close the Bull Durham tag.)
Luckily my stepfather had watched a few episodes (same with Wonderfalls) before they found put about my obsession er I mean interest. So they were actually a pretty easy conversion.
Speaking of correcting--he said he they got wooly when they got stressed. Wooly.
Thank you, Robin. That's what I was going to say.
What was the line: "I hate it when people can't get the words right!"
"Women don't get woolly -- they get weary!"
Speaking of correcting--he said he they got wooly when they got stressed. Wooly.
I knew that. Apparently my brain was out of wooly at that moment.
I just like saying wooly, Hec. wooly wooly wooly.