I wish pedantry wasn’t so much fun, because everyone hates a pedant. And with, I suppose, good reason. Showing people up is not nice.
But there’s such joy in it, I tell you! And so, for the next five minutes, I will give myself permission to be a nasty smarty-pants and present to you:
(And Occasionally in Print)
- “My kids know how to tow the line.” I always picture a kid with a line slung over his shoulder, pulling for all he’s worth. It is properly toe the line. As in, to not make the roller coaster operator yell at you.
- “We were able to eek out a compromise.” Ball your hands into fists, squint your eyes and squeal “A compromise!” It’s fun. Correctly, this is eke out a compromise.
- “I was waiting with baited breath.” My absolute fave. Caviar is good, but some people swear by a good old-fashioned worm. It should be bated. As in abate, to diminish or repress.
And now I shall return to being the proper lady that my mother and Miss Manners would like me to be. Pay no attention to the lady behind the curtain. Yes, she is a pedant. But most of the time she knows better.