I Know It's Right (But It Feels So Wrong)

Flipped through the local weakly weekly paper yesterday and was disappointed not to find any outrageous typos. Every new issue is like a treasure hunt, and if you search you can find "T-shirts" spelled without the "R" or "public" without the "L." (Those are not hypothetical examples, by the way.) Huge mistakes in headlines, all sorts of fun stuff. It's like those "What's Wrong?" pictures from Highlights for Children magazine: You scan it quickly, looking for bizarre stuff. And on the rare (believe me) occasions when there's nothing egregious, you feel a little let down.

Pobody's nerfect, of course. You could ask the thousand most expert, successful surgeons in the world if they've ever made a mistake, and they would all tell you about the time they left the hemostat in the patient or whatever. What I'm talking about here is a doctor who's so completely out of it that two or three times a week, he shows up at the hospital in the morning without having remembered to put on his pants. Now, if he remembered to wear pants all week, wouldn't it be a little bit of a letdown, so to speak, for the other people in the hospital who rely on him for amusement? Well, that's how I felt, flipping sadly through the paper. Sigh! But there's always next week, and unless you live in Kennett Square, Pennsylvania, USA, you'll read it here first.