Saturday, March 17, 2012

St. Patrick's Day: A Rant

It's Saint Patrick's Day, and people should be celebrating with green beer, Shepherd's pie, step-dancing, and massive hangovers.

This holiday is awesome, and being Catholic and being named after St. Patrick, it used to involve my grandparents sending me money every year.

Relative: You have a name!  And that name happens to sound somewhat like the patron saint of Ireland!  Here's five bucks.

Me:  Thanks, Grandma!

But there's one thing that really corns my beef.  The shortening of the name of the holiday.

Listen here, you awful spellers of the world:  It is Saint PaDDy's Day, not Patty's Day.

Paddy is the male nickname for Patrick.  Patty is my name.  Last time I checked, I am not a dude.  Hold on.  (*Checks*)  Nope.  Still not a dude.

So please.  Stop spelling the holiday wrong.  Once I am Supreme Overlord of the World, I will have my own holiday that will be PaTTy's Day, and it will not be associated with this majestic Irish holiday.  Even though St. Patrick was actually Italian.  Or Welsh.  Or something.

*Cue rainbow* The more you know!