When people use wrong versions of old sayings like "For all intensive purposes" instead of "for all practical intents and purposes".
Yeah, I gotta admit, I'm guilty too sometimes. And if i'm writing an email or a PM i'll drop into some pritty nifty textspeek stuff. sumtimes not capitilize or wurry abt spllng & stuff.
I dont worry about SPAG on here or in texts and stuff... but I in emails or anything of a more professional nature, i am Type A. When I find typos in my own stuff at work, I freak out (internally)
Not an issue with my company, haha. Of course, we're mostly composed of drunks, coke-heads, and other brain addled conditions from a lifetime in the food and beverage circuit. I'm not even sure my owner can spell his name anymore. He went through a phase where he clicked every emoji icon that popped up on his phone. And he doesn't use punctuation, so you can never tell when one thought ends and another begins. I used to address him as "non-sequitur" until it became clear that the joke went right over his head.
While we're on the subject, it's staggering how many adults don't know the difference between lose and loose.
Soap operas. Coronation Street’s been going for at least 127 years. Why can’t it just fuck off and die! It’s depressing, the acting is shit and none of the characters have a single redeeming quality. Even the ones we’re meant to like make me wanna vomit in sheer loathing.
That first one sounds like a really good slogan for a steampunk laser weapon. "For all intensive purposes!"
Oh man, one of my bosses wrote that when he accepted my resignation (right before he was going to fire me). I left that job with even less respect than I'd had for him prior to "the incident."
It's amazing how fast something like that can fall by the waste side. Guess he really shouldn't have taken that one for granite.
I had a friend who would say he hated a thing (or person) "with great compassion." He meant"passion," of course, but when one thinks about it, the mistaken word makes for a great Buddhist idea.
This morning I inadvertently typed "reaping havoc" instead of "wreaking havoc," which is an interesting but totally wrong phrase in the context I meant it. But I can see that it could have value elsewhere.
This morning I reeked havoc in the toilet. Whether or not I misspelled is open to debate. Among the survivors.
So he went out into the woods, thought a walk'd get his big idea to emerge. Found pinecones along the way, picked the seeds, ate a handful, threw some to birds, thumbed many into the erm, forest's ferny floor. The miles went by, the idea never came. Got back, kissed his log cabin lover (Mistress Malaprop) , she caught the fragrance of Douglas Fir on his lips...again. His fingers too. "Oh you naughty thing," she said, "Eureka what you sow."
The use of false jeopardy in TV shows, where throughout the entirety of the programme you have a narrator constantly asking if the goal will be achieved. Throw in a few setbacks to add the tension... What kind of a moronic imbecile would fall for this shit? It’s fine in fiction because it’s the basis for all story-telling, but fuck off expecting me to hold my head in my hands uttering, “Oh, no! How are they going to finish now??” whenever you throw some contrived and scripted spanner in the works.
When I go to the park and there are lots of people there. This has ALWAYS annoyed me. If I've gone for a walk, it annoys me because I'm looking to have some quiet alone time. If I'm running, it annoys me because I have poor spatial awareness and I dislike having obstacles I could potentially crash into, especially if those obstacles are walking around not paying attention or have dogs/children with them. It shouldn't annoy me, but it does.
The ridiculous censorship we see when films are aired on TV, such as the one I’ve witnessed tonight where a bullet to a bad guy’s forehead from RotLA is removed, but later in the film they decide its perfectly okay to show the propeller of a plane hitting another bad guy in the face during Indy’s fight.
I saw a documentary on the Holocaust on Japanese TV. When they showed the piles of murdered people, a censor had gone through and carefully pixilated all the genitals. If someone is getting their jollies from looking at corpses they've got issues that a bit of censorship is not going to solve.