Mine is full of ‘oreos’ (Oreoles), ‘emeralds’ (Admirals), ‘see-ment’ (cement), and very cute regionalisms like ‘roundy-rounds’ (roundabouts). I love it
Better than my one friend. He seems to only correct pronunciations. It’s gotten to the point that he denies idioms if he hasn’t heard of them before. I don’t actively seek him out anymore.
Thing is, I know she knows exactly what she is saying. The context is correct, she knows what the words mean, she just didn’t grow up around people who spoke that wide a vocabulary, and while working in blue collar trades, she was looked down on for all them fancy college words.
She can swear with the best pipe fitters, well, because she was a union pipe fitter.
Language is so fluid, people who get too hung up on syntax and not the substance really annoy me.
When I was in the military, one of the smartest people I knew was from the bayou of Louisiana. To me, a yank, he sounded like a complete idiot, and in fact I often couldn’t understand him when we first met. Once I was able to look past his mode of speech, and actually listen to him, I realised what an ignorant fuck I was being.
This is 100% my girlfriend, and I take great pleasure in never correcting her, I find it charming.
Mine is full of ‘oreos’ (Oreoles), ‘emeralds’ (Admirals), ‘see-ment’ (cement), and very cute regionalisms like ‘roundy-rounds’ (roundabouts). I love it
Better than my one friend. He seems to only correct pronunciations. It’s gotten to the point that he denies idioms if he hasn’t heard of them before. I don’t actively seek him out anymore.
Thing is, I know she knows exactly what she is saying. The context is correct, she knows what the words mean, she just didn’t grow up around people who spoke that wide a vocabulary, and while working in blue collar trades, she was looked down on for all them fancy college words.
She can swear with the best pipe fitters, well, because she was a union pipe fitter.
Language is so fluid, people who get too hung up on syntax and not the substance really annoy me.
When I was in the military, one of the smartest people I knew was from the bayou of Louisiana. To me, a yank, he sounded like a complete idiot, and in fact I often couldn’t understand him when we first met. Once I was able to look past his mode of speech, and actually listen to him, I realised what an ignorant fuck I was being.