In the 6th grade, I would bring a red pen to class with me just to circle typos that I found on tests given by our teacher. She must have hated me.
By the 8th grade, my FAVORITE TEACHER OF ALL TIME, Mrs. Reyes (at Kailua Intermediate), “hired” me as a teacher’s aide and I would help to search for typos on homework turned in for her English class.
Typos annoy me, and yet please me, all at once. I love finding a typo in an advertisement or in a newspaper.
So imagine my giddiness upon finding the front page of Yahoo tonight:
Alright. It was probably an innocent oversight, and not an outright typo, but it’s YAHOO!
I’ll sleep well tonight.