IT'S SANTANA WINDS NOT SANTA ANNA.

You balk at the so-called evolution of language

Like Larry in Curb, who excoriates people who say “LOL” instead of actually laughing, or find yourself enraged by the fact you can no longer merely order a coffee, but must instead ask for a “vanilla bullsh*t latte cappa-thing” in Starbucks, you’ve become an lingua-pedant of the highest degree. You still pointedly order “chips” anywhere that deigns to sell you “fries,” and correct people who say “upmost” instead of “utmost”. You also hate anyone who uses the rising inflection at the end of each sentence, or who preface every second word with “like”.