Mary talking with her mother on the phone: Happy twenty ten!
Me butting into their conversation: Two thousand ten!
Dad correcting me: Twenty ten!
Me: What? You can't add that extra syllable?
Dad: What year were you born?
Dad: See? Not one thousand nine hundred
Me: So why, for the past nine years have we said two thousand...
Dad: It has been an error.
Me: A nine year error?
It seems as though the online community agrees with Mary and Father. I, however, probably won't change my ways for a while, mostly because I don't like being bossed around. No one is going to force me to say twenty ten! Not until I'm good and ready!