Ejimicated peeples is werks hear

[muckefuck]

Spelling is one of those areas where I simply fail at being the non-judgmental descriptivist that, deep in my heart, I truly wish to be. I fervently believe that poor spelling is no indication of a person's intelligence or breeding; after all, I've known too many very clever and well-brought-up people who were simply lousy at memorising the arbitrary letter sequences of English to think otherwise. But I've been raised since birth in a society which overwhelmingly rejects such progressive notions and has conditioned me to react in mortal disgust at the untidy orthography of those who cannot mind their p's and q's (or e's and a's, as the case may be).

So when I walk into a set of beautifully refurbished offices in a neighbouring department and see a spanking new sign that reads "GATAR METIRIALS", every fibre of me wants to scream out "WHERE IS YOUR DIGNITY?"