So, I’ve got a big catering job lined up this month and the client is First Presbyterian Church. But I cannot, without a conscience effort, keep from calling it “Fress Pirstbyterian Church”.
In the making of this post, I’ve learned that it’s not that easy to type it correctly, either.
I was in a production of Sherman Edwards and Peter Stone’s musical 1776 once, and the guy playing Ben Franklin kept doing this to one line. It was suppsed to read
“Independence, John. If we don’t get that, what difference will the rest make?”
But he kept saying:
“Independence, John. If we don’t get that, what rest will the difference make?”
This was the only line he flubbed, and he was really good (otherwise), and he flubbed it every single time in rehearsal. Finally we started to lean on him. His excuse – “But it sounds right, doesn’t it?” Well, no, but everyone’s different.
When my wife worked briefly at KFC years ago, we used to refer to the place as Kenfucky Tried Chicken – and then giggle uncontrollably. We were so young then!