One of my biggest pet peeves is bad grammar/poor spelling. It really irks me. There have been many times when I’ll log in to Facebook and see someone’s status that says something like:

“Whatever h8rs, your stupid.” 

When I read that, I shake my head and mourn for humanity. Being a writer and self-appointed grammar Nazi, I thought myself too educated to make such silly mistakes and fall into the wormhole of awful grammar. However, it has been pointed out to me that I have made such mistakes.

My, how the mighty have fallen.

Yesterday while asking my sister if she read my blog, she said: “Yeah, I read it. No spelling mistakes this time. Its about time.”

“What?!” I replied, thinking she was just jesting. But then, I looked over my previous posts. She was right.

Sigh. 

(In my defense, I write most of blogs while trying to soothe a fussy baby and/or cooking dinner and doing a host of other things. I’m a multi-tasker.)

So, in the spirit of self-deprecation, I bring you some of my favorite grammar faux pas:

Must be a sexy workplace.

Sometimes you’re an idiot.

You were? Way to rub it in our faces, Dunkin.

I guess the wreckers majored in Transfiguration.

No, you’re drunk.

I guess this is where you’d find an autobiography on the guy that plays Frasier.

I guess it all happens to the best of us. But next time, I’ll be sure to use spell-check. (And, just a tip, if there’s a squiggly red line under your word, that means its not correct.)

*Yes, I know those are not the proper words to use there. Its called word-play.