I'm not old. Sure I'm the other side of 50, but not by much. And 50 is only considered old by anyone under 18, or shop assistants. And computer technicians.
I'm not ancient, or elderly, or decrepit. But here's a few random indications that I am showing dinosaur tendencies:
- I like manners.
- I believe in the apostrophe.
What's so hard? Why can't teachers teach kids to use it, and why can't people remember those rules?
What's even worse is when people aren't quite sure where and when to use an apostrophe.
So, they put one before every s.
Just to be safe.
- I cannot understand why people can't get along with each other.
Be nice to each other, folks. Guess what - it won't hurt you!
- I don't like selfishness!
Maybe it's too late already. The world is in our hands.
Many countries around the world are about to celebrate what is euphemistically called the "Festive Season".
The nominal reason for these celebrations had a message for his followers, and that was to love one another. For 'love' include understand, tolerate, appreciate, like, care for, make allowances for......
Hmmm - I think I've moved away from the initial point of this post to some extent - I'd better stop right here, before I upset someone...