Here I am, sitting in the BUST office with the sounds of fingers clacking away on keyboards all around. Write. Write. Write. That little red squiggly line appears under a word I just typed. Spell Check. Right. Right. Right. Deadline is approaching, better sign my name. Wright. Wright. Wright.
I before E except after C…except all the times that isn’t true…like now.
As in, I highly recommend you turn spell check on before sending that email because there is only 1 C in this tricky word.
My conscience is telling me I’d rather be unconscious than learn the difference between these two words.
As they say, there’s no I in daiquiri. Oh wait, there’s 3 and none of them are necessary.
Just the thought of spelling this is making me sweat.
The existence of this word is just a cruel prank on humanity.
Alright girl! Now your you’re all set to get out their there and concur conquer the frustrating whirled world of language (just make sure your autocorrect is turned on).
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