They say you can always tell a reader by how they talk. They have large vocabularies, but mispronounce things – sometimes with comical results. I remember once asking my father about “Pur-gate-ory”. He couldn’t understand. I repeated it, getting more and more frustrating. He has a B.A. in Theology and was raised Irish Catholic, for heaven’s sake. His eyes got really wide and he asked, “Do you mean Purgatory?”
My coauthor and I both do this ourselves a lot. We, for example, have discussed the word “genre” at length. There is no “d” in “genre.” Maybe there should be, but there isn’t.