You know what really gets under my skin? It’s not the trams running late (though that’s bloody annoying), or even the price of a decent coffee these days. It’s watching perfectly intelligent people throw basic grammar and punctuation out the window like they’re disposing of yesterday’s Herald Sun.

I stumbled across this discussion online about punctuation disasters, and honestly, it struck a nerve. There was this classic exchange where someone’s offering proofreading services, only to have a client with “30 years in media” smugly decline because they can handle their own copy, thank you very much. The punchline? Their response contained “Its my pleasure” – missing that crucial apostrophe that would make any English teacher weep.