Living here in northeast Texas, we regularly hear the english language murdered. In fact, east Texas lingo is a language all it’s own. It’s a combination of a misuse of words, mispronunciation of words, and alot of downright ignorance. :rollseyes:
Years ago, my dh worked for a local office of an insurance company. The receptionist (there for a hundred years) answered the phone “Murcan NASHnal” (American National). One of dh’s fellow salesmen there was always rushed to “take care of bidness” (business).
Mh dh, whose name is Michael, and usually goes by Mike, is regularly called "MACKel, or Mac, said in a nasally tone. He hates that he grew up here, and is mortified when I point out a word he’s misused or mispronounced, but he wants me to correct him, as he doesn’t wish to sound like a hick. His sisters don’t care. One is constantly telling me how well her higeraniums are doing (hydrangeas), and the other insists on pronouncing the “t” at the end of Merlot. :shock: I love 'em all, anyway.