This was on the menu at a diner in Kaysville, UT called Grannie Annie’s. I think the apostrophe may have fallen down from a menu item a little higher up that was supposed to be “Mike’s breakfast,” but was “Mikes breakfast.”
I found this lovely menu at a restaurant in the Denver airport while delayed for 4 hours on my way to Las Vegas. While laughing at the management’s inability to use an apostrophe correctly, my friend and I ran up a $115 bar tab and the server cut us off after 4 rounds of drinks. Maybe if we had some more chicken nacho’s they would have kept serving us.
Kellee sent a picture of this sign,
…one of four apostrophe errors in a half-mile stretch of highway in east central Illinois. This was the largest and most “permanent.”
And here is the link to the poem I wrote in response.
Kevin describes his amazing find:
Found this at a Goodwill store in South Miami. The irony seems too good to be true. Serena is giving Michael a copy of Strunk and White’s Elements of Style for “literary wisdom.” But she has failed in her own proper usage of “your” and “youre.” And even more, while using the contraction form of “you are,” she’s left out the apostrophe. Academic success indeed.
I came across this sad attempt at a bulletin board in my dorm bathroom earlier this week, supposedly aiming to educate us about fun locations to visit around campus (note the map and poorly-drawn arrows.) The girls in my hall have been secretly complaining about this for days. This is just so wrong. I’m just glad she didn’t continue and violate “artists,” “dates,” and “times.”
They get props for the British spelling (this is a church van at a youth event in Minnesota) but they lose them all over again for the unapostrophed possessive.
Perhaps this church celebrates these Saviours?