The Gotten Goat: Bad English

I have to admit, one thing that really gets my goat is when people can’t be bothered to type full words even though they know shorthand and mangled words bothers you. Trying to get them to change is like licking a tree and hoping for maple syrup, but you do it anyway because you have to try, right? You don’t want to give up on them, even though it would clearly be better for your sanity.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m okay with people who don’t know any better, and put forth a touch of effort to try. It’s when I know that they can spell and type well that it drives me up a wall. I’ve seen them do it. I know they can. But they don’t.

I don’t understand how people can do this.

I will be the first to admit I’ve stopped having to do with people because of this. And before you ask, no, it’s not like English isn’t their mother-tongue or they’re young or something. I’ve known all of them in real life, and some for many a year before I had to part ways for my own peace of mind. They’re all in college. They’ve no real excuse, to me. And they all knew it irked me, and did it anyway, even after I had made it clear that I desperately wished they’d talk to me properly as opposed to mangle the English language.

But there’s only so much any one person can take, and I had reached my breaking point.

I don’t know for sure how many people in the world are like this. Surely it can’t be just me, and the few people I’ve addressed about it, though many sympathize with the sort of agony it produces.

For reference, I’ve included a brief transcript of one of these such conversations. This is not the first time I’ve asked for real words, incidentally.

Him: been wording  about u  I’m in collage now going to be a animator or comic book artist working on sumthing right would to show u
Me: Can we try that paragraph again with real words?
Him: ya
Him: been wording  about u  I’m in collage now going to be a animator or comic book artist working on sumthing right would to show u
Me: …