So, I’m standing on a street corner in downtown Salt Lake yesterday waiting for the light to change, when this grubby, hipster-y looking guy carrying a suspiciously bulging gym bag steps up to me and says, “Hey, man, would you have any interest in buying — ”
I took a quick step to the left and braced myself for something uncomfortable.
” — a fax machine?”
Out of the dozens of possibilities that had zipped through my mind after the words “interest in buying,” I must confess that a fax machine was not one of them. Sad times are these, when young ruffians feel free to peddle such wares on our formerly respectable city streets…
Also, fax machines are so 1990s. He might as well be peddling a VCR!
Heh – yeah, I had that thought too, and I’m normally the guy who’s still using — or at least defending — outmoded tech!
Crap, I forgot who I was talking to. Sorry: “to whom I was talking.”
Am I the only one who things this rule about not ending a sentence with a preposition is bullshit?
Nope. I think the workaround is awkward and stiff as hell. But I find myself doing it anyhow, because I’m supposed to be the great defender of grammar, you know.