I do not do the good grammar.

Anyone who has paid more than passing notice to this site will know this fact. Rarely a week goes by without some glaring error on my part being pointed out to me in the comments below.

I generally thank them politely and get on with my day, as I have heard how hard it can be to get proper Internet access in a lunaticpedantic asylum.

Correcting someone’s grammar is not something I have ever felt compelled, or in fact qualified, to do. In fact I am not sure I even notice most of the errors that present themselves to me.

This time it was different.

I was buying a couple of jumpers in the sale at Gap (I have been reliably informed this is where the uber-trendy also buy their jumpers), and was waiting at the till for another jumper to be brought along to replace the one with a minor pull that I had noticed.

With time to kill, my attention was drawn to the various cards they had on display at the point of sale. One of which was a take away card for anyone looking for a part-time job there. And then I saw it.

I read it a couple of times to make sure I had not misunderstood the context, but alas no, my first instinct was correct. Damn my perpetually correct guts.

There, at the bottom of the card was the sentence, “If your interested please send your details to….”

I wanted to jump up and down and shout, “Ha! I am not the only not-good-at-grammar person in town!!” But that would have been childish, so I bit my tongue. Hard.

When the taste of tongue blood had past, and the cashier was finalising my bill, I was faced with a dilemma. To mention it, and look like one of the mentals that comments on here, or leave it, and rue the opportunity to feel superior, if only for a brief moment.

In the end, the need to feel superior took over, and as if in an out of body experience I watched myself show the error to the cashier.

“I’m sorry but I feel I must point this out, this ‘your’ right here, that should be a ‘you’re’, as in the abbreviation of you are. It’s not a possesive ‘your’. I know this makes me seem like a bit of an pedantic arse, but really, I absolutely positively had to tell you. It would have kept me awake at night had I not.”

“OK, I tell the manager when she back.” she replied in a heavy Polish accent.

I have never hated myself more.

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