Culture on the Cheap
From The New York Shitty Inbox: A Very Special Treat!
One of the (admittedly) numerous things that puts me in an absolute tizzy is the fact that fewer and fewer Americans read— much less write— the English language on anything resembling a high school level. Inasmuch as this city places a strong emphasis on test scores, what is the point if the person(s) receiving a diploma cannot communicate intelligently? (I won’t bother to go into some of the recent college graduates with whom I have had the pleasure of interfacing; they’re even worse.) This depresses me to no end.
But this morning when I checked my email I found a reason not to be so glum. Butchered spelling can be bonus— albeit under the right circumstances.
Jan writes in an email entitled “Deli Counter ahem”:
I just had to send you this one. Not safe for work!!Â Aside from the giggling hipsters noticing, these labels have been there a few days.Â heheehheehe.
I wonder if these are vegetarian vagitarian friendly?