The other night while I was flying from Orlando, Florida, to Seattle, I was reminded of the valuable role the comma plays.
The flight attendant was taking drink orders. When I asked for water, she asked, “No ice?”
I responded, “No, ice will be fine.”
She must have heard “No ice will be fine,” because I got plain water.
Since she didn’t hear my comma, I tried again with the direct “I’d like ice please.” I succeeded.
Time passes more quickly when long flights are punctuated with such dramas. Let’s hear it for the comma!