One of my friends just e-mailed me this picture. She said it was an actual picture of a parking space outside her place of employment.
At least she doesn't work in media ... I'd be really sad in that case.
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... but that seems to be what gets me into trouble.
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- Jacque Jo
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I'm seeing that sort of thing a LOT lately. There's a big poster for Levi's jeans in a nearby Target store that misspells a word in bold display type. I'm trying to think of how to discreetly smuggle a picture for my blog.
Us copy editors, man ... we're never appreciated for how much we save people from stuff like this a hundred times a day.
I KNOW! I could barely believe it when she showed me.
It's just our second nature ... we see these things before they get outta hand. Who would have known that a painting company should keep one of us around?
Hi, I'm Pat.
I was an English major, so things like that bug the crap out of me too. I've been training for a new job over the past week now, and the trainings I've been doing are tutorials, and whoever wrote them put random semicolons everywhere. I kinda feel sorry for those semicolons.
The poor semicolon often gets to be a whipping boy. People NEVER use them right. It's not my strong suit, but I'm always finding them in our stories at work that aren't used correctly! :)
Welcome to the blog, though Pat!
Hey, thanks for the add, I'll put your blog on my list too.
The apostrophe is another abused punctuation mark too. Like Dante' Stallworth, the wide receiver for the Patriots. The apostrophe there serves what purpose?
Augh! I haaaaaate the apostrophe like that. F-ing Dante'.
Maybe that's the Steelers fan in me coming out ... :)
Speaking of big blunders, remember the front page headline of the DA? "Don Knotts Immoralized on University Avenue". Some proofreader didn't see the missing "t". I still laugh when I think of that and when you called home laughing so hard you couldn't speak. Remember that, Jac?
Can't remember my username for the Google account so I'm anonymous. Mom
I so didn't mean to leave out that "t" ... eek.
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