Typos are the bane of my existence. Seriously. They haunt me as much as old relationships do.
Yet I still make them ALL THE TIME!
Sometimes the copy editors catch the mistakes and sometimes they don’t. The worst feeling in the world is seeing those typos in print. Sigh.
I wish my typos were limited to my column, but they aren’t. There are typos in my text messages more often than not. Like the time I tried to send a text message to a co-worker telling them to “give me a sec” but it came out “give me a sex.”
Yeah, that was fun to explain.
How early is too early to start drinking?