First, let there be business.
Just a quick note to let you know that The Wonder That Is My Blog will be largely automated this week, due to parental visitage. My mother will be here. I've still got posts coming up on a daily basis, but I may not be so quick to visit and comment on your blogs. I'm sorry. Please don't hate me. My fragile psyche can't take it.
You didn't quite realize how important you are, did you?
And that, my friends, concludes the business of the morning/day/evening/whenever you're reading this. On to the amusement.
For some reason, typos crack me up. Spelling mistakes may make me want to flagellate people with noodles, but typos amuse me to no end. I proofread menus and make snarky comments about people who don't know how to spell "quesadilla." I have this strange idea that maybe the people who put letters on signs ought to have the basics of spelling and grammar down pat. But give me a good typo and I'll giggle for hours.
I remember two typos with particular fondness. The first was from a romancey-type thing in which a whole lot of stroking was going on. No, not THAT kind of stroking. More like the hero stroking her hair and stroking her arms while she cried, and that sort of thing. Only he kept typing it storking. So he was storking her hair and storking her arms. And the mental picture there STILL makes me laugh. I picture some guy beating on a poor woman with a big white bird.
And every time I read something about gentle stroking, I laugh.
The other typo that made me snarf was from an old boss of mine, who is quite honestly certifiably insane. We wrote a lot of reports together back in ye olde days, you know, before electricity when all managerial reports were etched in stone. And she had this problem with the word "assess." She kept leaving an S off the end. And really, you can only read about how someone needs to asses the situation so many times before it becomes snarfalicious.
How about you? Know any good typos?
20 comments:
Don't you love the automated feature? This coming weekend, I'm going to have your same situation due to "child visitage." :)
I am a horrible speller (I actually just got my fingers going too fast and typed speeler) but even I can point out the obvious. My favorite come from fast food joints, stuff like 'to-fir bergers.'
When I worked at a small grocery store as a teenager, we had to utilize "creative spelling" because we never had enough letters. (fifteen Xs but three Ss?)
Loads of fun.
One of our administrators is notorious for typos. Just this morning, she used the word "student" in place of "study". Most of my students aren't active enough to be considered a verb. :)
Um, "we never had enough letters [for our marquee]"
Silly Aaron.
Well, aside from the ubiquitous it's for its and your for you're, it's when people use the word dialogue as a verb: "Well, yes, we need to get together and dialogue." I also cant stand when people pronounce integral as intregal. These aren't written typos but speech typos.
And it drives me bloody crazy.
I worked with someone who always spelled the word (and yes, it was a common word in chip design) "flash" as "flesh". Cracked me up every time!
I am probably the cause of many typos.
Hi Carrie! I gave you an "I love your blog" on my blog today; It's a tag thing -- you can pass it on or not, I won't be offended :-)
Hope you're having a nice time with your family!
I'm like Catherine...so I am sooo glad most programs we have these days have spell check...grin...
Marcia: Enjoy the child visitage. Hope it doesn't send you to a hermitage. That would suckitage. ;)
Jamie: Oh yes. I proof everything that I type at least two or three times because my brain gets ahead of my fingers. Hubby told me yesterday about a colleague who was trying to type "leukopenia" in a patient note but replaced the A with an S. HAH.
Aaron: I'm trying to come up with a message you could spell with fifteen Xs and 3 Ss. I am coming up blank, darn it.
Balthazar: Oh, don't get me started. Nuclear versus nucular. AUGH!
PJ: That's in the same category as stork versus stroke. TOO funny!
Cate: Maybe, but you are funny, so it's okay. I say so, and I am important. Not impotant, as I mistakenly typed. Sad but absolutely true.
Laini: THANK YOU! I feel so special!
Brenda: Spell check is great, except that I'm constantly making up words (see visitage above), and The Frumious Bandersnatch (my computer) hates me for it.
Of course, I had a typo in my post: cant for can't.
*pot calling the kettle...*
Here's one you'll enjoy:
http://www.theluckynest.com/2008/09/this-made-my-day.html
It involves ducks, stamps and tramps!
I have some weird Freudian thing that makes me constantly replace organism with orgasm...I remember doing it the first time in fifth grade and getting in a lot of trouble (she thought I did it on purpose), and have caught myself at least two or three times since, a couple of times in professional correspondence right before clicking "send" (although I can't remember exactly the significance of the word "organism" in my day job as a banker...?).
Fun post Carrie. I love typos too! Storking is funny. I can't think of any really great ones right now, but the most recent one was a crossword puzzle where there were 2 ACROSS sections and no DOWN!
Oh, and years ago, when I lived in Houston, there was a sign at the grocery store that said, "Open 10am-12pm." Made me laugh every time I went to the store in the afternoon.
Remember what I said about limited visits and comments? I cannot resist. I am skipping out on sleep to blog. I need psychological help.
Adrienne: That's LOL funny. Thanks for the link!
Jeremy: Good lord. That reminds me of the time I replaced intercede with intercourse in a technical paper. I can't believe I forgot that one.
sruble: The store wasn't a 7-11, was it? ;)
Nope, not a 7-11, just a regular grocery store by my apartment.
Psychological help indeed for skipping sleep :) Typos make me laugh as well, and you'd think I'd be able to come up with some that I've done or have seen lately, but alas I fail. I couldn't help but join your blogging adventures after this past weekend ;)
S'okay, Tiny T. I'm glad you're adventuring with us anyway. All we need now is a dwarf and an farmboy who's destined to be king. ;)
My current favorite type occured in our local small town birdcage liner (which is chop full of them incidentally) It was an article on the anniversary of the death of a lovely, lovely elderly woman who died after much suffering. "...she went to heave a year ago and we still miss her."
SNARF
SNARF! That poor heaving old woman.
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