GAH!

[monkeybard]

 No wonder we're producing illiterate numbwits. I just found this on a high school website:

"Report Cards: Do to a printing error report cards will not be ready to send out this week as planned."

Do to?  DO to? Morons. I give them a failing grade on grammar on their report card.

Back to proofreading.

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[kayjayuu.livejournal.com]

I just sent my bank a note about their website. A graphic they are using to promote digital statements highlights protecting the 'enviroment'.

Granted, it's a quickly rotating graphic so it's easy to miss, and typos occur. But they thanked me.

I've also seen typos on a metal plaque in the Hall of Presidents at Disneyworld. But nobody really reads those anyway. Except me.

[monkeybard]

Oy. Typos happen, I know that. But that is why the positions of proofreader and editor were invented, fer cryin' out loud. I can't even begin to list all the "President's Day" or "Presidents Day" ads that made me want to throw things at the telly last week. Gah! I can count on one hand the one's that actually got the possessive apostrophe right.

[write-light.livejournal.com]

the ones

*flees*

[monkeybard]

See? Typos happen! Even to me. Sorry to burst your bubble, but I am a mere human who sometimes types faster than she thinks. ;-P

*throws a slipper after write_light* Don't worry. I have lots more where that one came from.

[write-light.livejournal.com]

Of course they do. "mere" human, huh?

*puts on slipper* Do you have the other one?

[monkeybard]

From dictionary.com:
mere1 /mɪər/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[meer] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–adjective, superlative mer·est.
1. being nothing more nor better than: a mere pittance; He is still a mere child.

::throws other slipper and sticks out tongue::

[lethlogica.livejournal.com]

You've just got to laugh. Or cry. Or scream, then go have a beer.

[monkeybard]

I'm almost ready to stop wincing over it and pour myself a glass of wine.

[gigitrek.livejournal.com]

My favourite was when last year's secretaries handed us report card envelopes that said "Please return the envalope to the classroom teacher." I hand-corrected all of them before I sent them home. I had to.

[monkeybard]

It hurts us, preciousss! It hurts usssss!

You're noble to have thrown yourself on that grammar grenade. I commend you. And once I pour myself a glass of vino, I will salute you, too.