My wife teaches at a college, they have set up a class for new students called 'Roots'
Fuck all to do with hair dye or slavery, it's basic, ( very basic), maths and English.
They have to teach them the time as they can only tell it digitally off their phones, and not the traditional clock face.
Also this 'text speak' doesn't seem to help, abbreviating every other word.
As an aside I went to Sainsbury's petrol station in Salford about midnight one Saturday. The gormless twat in front of me was barking his order at the young girl on the till. Luckily she was behind plate glass. He ordered '2 fosters, when she came back after walking across the shop he said ' 2 packs I wanted' then turned to his mate and said ' Fick as fuck her!'
Then she brought that back and he said " and a snickers bar"
I thought I was gonna be there all night!
Never been since!