The Boy and I were deep in discussion last night when he mentioned:
You know, banana is a weird word.
You don’t even realize that until you write it.
Two n’s in a row? One n? Which is it? It’s just weird.
I think he’s weird. But that’s beside the point.
So I said that vacuum was a hard word for me to spell. Two c’s? Two u’s? Difficult, it is.
His response?
That’s easy. You just start writing
and as soon as you get to v-a-c-c,
you know that ain’t right. It’s obviously one c.
I pointed out, quite reasonably, that “ain’t” was a poor word choice for someone so intent on proving spelling superiority.
His response?
Don’t confuse grammar with spelling.
You’re accusing me of having a vacuum in my head
and you can’t even spell the word.
He thinks he’s funny.
You say as you are giggling.
In this case, hysterically laughing.