Not only do we work at a thousand miles an hour, but we publish our thoughts to thousands of people. The trouble with speedy+publishing is the ensuing spelling errors. They can be anything from funny to embarrasing or disastrous.
So here’s a few of my own clangers…
- Over a year ago I was amplifying one of the superb Chris Street’s campaigning posts on the horrors of Kwik Fit ‘service’. Unfortunately, in my haste I referenced the innocent Kall Kwik (sorry about that!) .
- I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve accidentaly written ‘bog’ instead of ‘blog’. On one memorable occasion I asked the charity MIND for some artwork. I explained: “I want to promote your fundraising event on my bog.” The guys at MIND had a laugh and sent me a T-shirt which I wore on the Bristol 10K run.
- Our ex-childminder needed formal permission to travel with my children in her car. So I wrote her a letter. “This is to confirm we are happy for you to drive our ids in your car.” The isn’t the reason she’s our ex-childminder.
- The mistakes I’ve made in tweets are far too numerous to mention. But for some reason I remember and like the one which I made in my excitement after a new business win: “Man, I am one fire today.”
Can you spot the diliberate error in this post?
And what do you think of the viral video ad network I have joined?
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Your title reminded me of this one…
I think my greatest was during a music-based discussion in an Internet chatroom years ago, where someone described what happened to Kurt Cobain of Nirvana as “tragic”.
I felt this wouldn’t be the right word for it, as it was self-inflicted, and my hastily-typed reply was… “tragic?! He sh*t himself!”
(I’ve placed a * in place of the letter I typed, to keep this clean. The closeness of the I and O keys have caught me out many a time since.)
Thanks Ben. The thing is, when we launch one of these misspelling gems into orbit, the internet makes sure they stay out there forever to haunt us!