Which reminds me of a joke. A man walks into a store and goes up to the counter.
Man: I’d like a pound of American cheese.
Clerk: Nope, sorry. Ain’t gonna happen.
Man (enraged): In Canada I bought Canadian bacon. In France I bought French toast. This is America! Why won’t you sell me any American cheese?
Clerk: Because this is a hardware store.
A bunch of college kids attending Murray State University in Kentucky would pass through the little town of Cadiz each time the semester or a holiday cycled. These students were car pooling from New York. Each time they passed through the town they would argue about the pronunciation of the town's name.
On one such trip they decided to end the argument once and for all. They stopped at a local retail outlet and went inside. Their spokesman said to the young man, "Very carefully and slowly, please pronounce the name of this place."
The clerk leaned on the counter, stared him in the eye, and then said with careful pronunciation and drawn out enunciation: "Burger King".