Yes, I notice if you make a typo in a blog or email. I will not ridicule you for it until the end of time.
I have fat finger syndrome from time to time when texting. Life goes on.
Even I don't know how to spell crap sometimes. I once had a complete brain fart and couldn't come up with "melancholy." All that was coming to mind was the Smashing Pumpkins double CD, "Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness." Good music. Not helpful with spelling though.
I hate when people don't know how to use apostrophes. But the problem is, I seem to be the only one who knows how, so really, it's a lost cause. Christmas card season gives me the shakes... all those last names with apostrophes where there shouldn't be...noooo.... happy place... must... find... happy... place...
If I pick up the newspaper and find a mistake in the first sentence of an article, I have to put it down. I understand the pressures of deadline (been there, done that, didn't even get a lousy T-shirt), but I have to just walk away for minute or two. If my desire to be
Hubby had a comma problem when we got married. I am proud to say that after seven years of intense therapy, he has his comma usage under control now. Enrolling him in Commas Anonymous helped a lot. Now if only I could get his semi-colons in check...
Don't worry, I think I have all my grammar and word-usage rants out of my system for the time being, despite the fact I found ANOTHER book at the library that had a mistake in it.
Clearly I need to figure out how to become a children's book editor...
Well, Bridget, I hope you don't mind that I really like commas. The're very cute, diminutive, and put a pause in the written word like I think.
ReplyDeleteI always get yelled at for my over-use of commas, but I think they're just really underrrrated and overllloked, can you forgive me?