That's easy... by taking English 202... LOL Have fun

Brightest Blessings,

Raji the Green Witch

It only scars the tragically unprepared students.  It's where the all the poor education of the past catches up to them.   It's the bar that will not be lowered or altered to let a student sneak by.  They have to make the jump and clear the bar, or they have to start over.   Don't blame the class.  Blame all the classes and teachers who were willing to promote you to the next level without being prepared for it.   I experienced some of these teachers, but I was fortunate enough to get a couple of English teachers who maintained a high standard, so that I was well prepared for this course.  I passed all of my college English courses with easy A's on my first attempt, which I know that I wouldn't have been able to do without those good teachers in my past.

Poor guy. But you don't know English induced PTSD unless you were raised by an English Teacher.

Seriously, someone once tried to IM with me but gave up because I had a compulsive need to spell check every sentence before I could hit "send." Before she gave me a few nasty emoticons and logged off for good, she claimed that she was able to read War And Peace in between my responses.

At least once a day, someone at work sends out an email that says, "Does anyone have the current version of this report/figure/chart in their possession?" 

I don't buy into the idea of a "singular their".

It's only a matter of time before I can no longer contain my inner redhead, and I send out a mass reply that says, "What the bleeping bleep is the matter with you ignorant bleepers? It's not 'their'. It's 'his or her'! 'One' is singular. HIS OR HER! Say it with me, you bleeps. Bleep bleep you all!" 

I don't know, darling...because I didn't even try. I succumbed to it entirely, and graduated with a degree in English.

Now, I make a living writing and editing and the offspring calls me the original grammar Nazi. He refuses even to listen to my grammatical suggestions anymore, and when I hear poorly-written ads on television, I'm reduced to muttering my corrections so that I can relieve my compulsion without causing him to roll his eyes and do himself an injury.