Apparently some of Tim Walz's relatives are voting for Donald Trump, but they can't even figure out how to correctly make their last name plural on a t-shirt!
I noticed this intriguing product at the supermarket last night called Annas Ginger Swedish Thins. I looked at the back of the box, and it just mentions one woman named Anna, so the name is definitely a catastrophe.
We’ve been eating this Cheerios Oats ‘N Honey for a few months, and I just noticed that that it has an apostrophe catastrophe on the box. With only one apostrophe, it looks like it should read “oats in honey,” but the apostrophe isn’t even an apostrophe! It’s a single opening quotation mark.
Get with the program, General Mills.
I made the poor decision to go shopping at Market Basket last Sunday, and it was a mob scene! On the plus side, I spotted this apostrophe catastrophe on the door of the Market Basket liquor store, and it inspired me to update this blog for the first time in almost two years!
I'm still alive, y'all! Just crazy busy!
Halloween movies are scary enough, but this apostrophe catastrophe is downright terrifying.
I was falling asleep on the couch watching TV, per usual, when I spotted this apostrophe catastrophe on MSNBC.
I'm a huge Boston Celtics fan, and I love Jayson Tatum, but he should have had someone proofread his new tattoo.
Assuming there is one God and he possesses will, there should be an apostrophe on Jayson's back between the "D" and the "S."
I have a soft spot in my heart for Kelly Clarkson, but this ad for her talk show is a catastrophe.
This ad was showing all around the Boston Garden during tonight’s Celtics game and half of the ads had the apostrophe and half didn’t. The game was a catastrophe too!
I hate the mall. Especially at this time of year. The crowds, the music, the conspicuous consumption... it all just makes me depressed. But I was meeting a friend for dinner at a mall near where I work the other day, and I was early, so I got sucked in to Primark , where I found some extremely cheap clothes. After I bought the clothes, I looked up Primark on Wikipedia and discovered that, not surprisingly, the company has been accused of poor labor practices. I felt even guiltier when I saw that the sign in front of the store featured three apostrophe catastrophes.
Next time, maybe I will try a charity shop.
My husband and I stopped by an Irish pub in Nashua, NH, to check out the end of the Celtics game, and we sat right next to this blatant double apostrophe catastrophe.
The photo is a little hard to see, but it says, "Seven day's, Seven hour's."
Apparently, the bar itself was lucky because the Celtics won and moved on to the next round of the playoffs.
Slainte!
Breaking news: going to Harvard does not guarantee that one uses proper punctuation. I’m at a Harvard hockey game right now, and this is the ticket.
This gets an “F” from me.
I was trying to decide whether to drive into Boston or take the T, but I figured I'd save myself from rush hour on 93 and stopped at the Quincy station. I was excited to see this blatant apostrophe catastrophe.
Easton spotted this apostrophe catastrophe at a book store and wrote, "I thought this apostrophe catastrophe I found was particularly ironic, given that the publisher is selling a book on grammar and punctuation for schoolchildren."
I agree!
Thanks, Easton!
Alison sent in this poorly punctuated ad from a local newspaper almost five years ago, and it somehow got buried in my email.
I need a drink after seeing this ad.
Thanks, Alison!
Before getting to today's apostrophe catastrophe, submitted by Clive in East Sussex, I would like to take a moment to mourn the loss of one of my punctuation heroes, Bill Walsh. If you haven't read Lapsing Into a Comma or The Elephants of Style, definitely check them out. R.I.P., Mr. Walsh.
As for this entry's apostrophe catastrophe, it looks like Monty started out fairly well, in that he correctly punctuated his name, but everything falls apart after that.
Thanks to Clive for sending this one in!
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