that’s a G, not a K
May 23, 2011
Two things today.
First, something that’s been bugging me for a while, and put me over the top last night. It’s the letter G.
Okay, it’s not every instance of the letter G. In fact, it’s kind of not be the letter G at all, but rather, the way some people say the letter G.
I recently worked with someone who pronounced the letter G at the end of gerunds as if they were Ks. As in, “I was runninK through the park, and I had trouble stoppinK.”
And it’s not just gerunds. In fact, you can combine: “I was runninK alonK amonK the Hmong, and I tripped on some dunK because I don’t know how to pronounce my Gs.”
I figured he had a hard childhood, maybe a zealous nanny from Ireland or something. But last night I heard someone else popping out those Gs at a public gathering.
Help me out here. Are you from somewhere else? What region or ancestry is responsible for this? And how can we put a stop to it?
Oh, and thing number two. I took Nala out for a quick bike ride yesterday to see if she’s trail worthy. So far so good.
Rick, the hot dog pieces are for you.