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Showing posts with label mistake. Show all posts

04 February 2014

Titbits... and my mistake!

THOUGHTS ON CAPTCHAS. 

I have ranted before about this subject, when I vowed I wouldn’t waste time copying distorted consonants and getting them wrong. Nevertheless there are still some blogs where I want to leave comments and find the style has changed. Now I’m faced with having to prove I’m human by reading and typing ten or more figures just to leave my thoughts on a post. It’s enough to put anyone off.

MEMORY LOSS!

Woe is me and my memory! I completely forgot to show off my new curtains. What do you think?


ONE LITTLE MISTAKE!

I get more things wrong these days. For example, things I type are often littered with mistakes that are unnoticeable to my little eye. I can read a draft several times and still not find a mistake. If I was reading someone else’s work I would spot one a mile off, but not my own. I’ve heard that it’s more difficult to see one’s own mistakes and I wonder if this is a general thing?

One recent idiotic minor error was my failure to spot a mistake AFTER the birthday invitations were printed. I only got the postcode wrong, that’s all, an important factor when asking people to RSVP. Duh! Imagine how I felt when I saw the error, especially as the draft had been checked and rechecked. I blame my other self. Being a Gemini means I have an alter ego, so I if I have to lay blame somewhere it might as well lay it on my other half.

Guess you wonder why I am doing these things so far in advance. Basically, it’s because I have so much else to do and time does have a nasty habit of flying too far ahead. I have this dread of not having everything in order when the big day arrives whereas if I do things in advance I can relax and approach things in a civilised and calm manner. I often wonder how people do it when they have to rush to get things organised yet still make it at the given time. Must be a temperament thing! Still, we each have our own way of doing things ... my way suits me best.

I hate being late in anything. If I make an appointment to meet someone I like to be there early and only start panicking at the arranged time if they’re late. Some people I know couldn’t be early if they tried. A friend told me she tried hard to be early or on time but never made it. That’s a real enigma! Isn’t it just a matter of choosing your timing and sticking with it? No? Okay, reckon I’ll never know the answer to that one. Or understand it!  

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