One of my charming little peccadilloes (or annoyingly stubborn oddities, depending on whether or not you’re my husband) is my tendency to make snap judgments about companies that spell the name of their business wrong on purpose.
Sometimes the misspelling is cute, and it makes total sense, but I still have to admit that I cringe involuntarily when I pass a sign for "Dawg House Vet" or "Kountry Kitchen".
(For those of you who do not live south of the Mason-Dixon line, you should know that this is not a unique phenomenon. Every Southern town has a Kountry Kitchen. They just do.)
I will be the first to admit that the quirky spelling is rarely a sign of poor quality. Over the years, I’ve swallowed my pride and been won over by Toys "R" Us (which not only is misspelled, it uses quotation marks incorrectly too, but that is a post for another day). One of the great joys of living in the state of Oklahoma is having a spotlessly clean Quik Trip convenience store on every corner (though it does soothe my conscience that we locals refer to it as the "QT").
I always comment on places like this, with a snobbish shudder, to the point that it’s become a bit of a family joke. Hubs will pretend to turn the car into the "Kozy Kafe", or he’ll suggest I get my hair cut at the "Shear Style" salon. He knows how it bugs me.
So he was more than a little surprised when I hired a company named "Floor Werkz" to do our tile. I had picked them randomly out of the phone book, oddly enough. The owner was so nice and so helpful, I suppressed the shudder and decided to make an exception. Just this once.
Right away I knew I’d picked a winner. Their work has been excellent, and the workers are courteous and professional (an important trait in a contractor who is going to spend a week in your house).
Like contractors do, they have put a sign in my yard. A sign. A sign that says "Floor Werkz". If Hubs would stop chuckling at the irony EVERY TIME WE PULL OUT OF DRIVEWAY I would be ever so appreciative.
But I’m over it, truly. I am. Because Floor Werkz Bob and his crew have done this in my kids’ bathroom this week:
And you know what?
I think that’s just KUTE.