A Pet Peeve, Or, What Really Piques Me

A public service announcment for message board users in English speaking countries the world over:

If you want someone to take a quick look at a photo, link or message you've posted, the correct phraseology is this:

Take a peek.

It is not:

Take a peak.

I offer up this mnemonic in a last ditch effort to save a perfectly innocent word from extinction:

Correct: Tommy took a peek while Janie took a pee.

Incorrect: Tommy took a peak while Janie took a pea.

Please, for the love of the OED, get this right. Spell check will not save you.

Comments

  1. Mrs. ChickyOctober 25, 2006 at 3:30 PM

    Ha! Silly woman, misspelling words is what message boards are for. :)

    Btw, take a peek (har) at my other blog. Your doggie is up there.

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  2. toyfotoOctober 25, 2006 at 4:47 PM

    But what if Tommy really was absconding with the top of a mountain?

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  3. jenOctober 25, 2006 at 9:20 PM

    i tried to peak in their but no one was their. i'll stop bye again.

    HA.

    Totally, absolutely drives me madders.

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  4. SarahOctober 26, 2006 at 5:26 AM

    Were you talking to me? Some of us are just too retarded to ever get it right :)

    ReplyDelete
  5. JeniferOctober 26, 2006 at 6:28 AM

    Thanks for taking over the roll of English teacher...


    hee hee hee.....

    ReplyDelete
  6. JeniferOctober 26, 2006 at 6:30 AM

    Just to clarify, I know it's "role", for those who might have thought I was being sarcastic and stupid both at the same time...

    ReplyDelete

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