Wednesday at work I had to proof read a menu. It was a gourmet menu too, so it had strange words I’ve never heard before, like “compote” and “chutney.” When I finally got to a misspelled word I didn’t even know it. They had misspelled “spinach,” and I was honestly sitting there going, “What the hell is a “Spiach?”

Catch you later, Spi-ach-es!