THAT'S NOT A TYPO. I'm not talking about Typhoid fever. I'm talking about Typoid fever, the disease of bad typing!
I can't stand reading stuff with typos. I'm embarassed when I make one because I proofread so obsessively before I post. I couldn't stand the typos in the school paper (for which Ernest writes) so I volunteered to proofread the kids' articles. Oy vey, was I sorry. I proofed one kid's piece three times and he never seemed to put in the corrections so I gave up on that one! Sorry, Mr. P.
Anyway, there was a news article today: "Typo on diplomas embarrasses Ohio principal."
WESTLAKE, Ohio - A Cleveland-area principal says he's embarrassed his students got proof of their "educaiton" on their high school diplomas. Westlake High School officials misspelled "education" on the diplomas distributed last weekend. It's been the subject of mockery on local radio. Principal Timothy Freeman says he sent back the diplomas once to correct another error. When the diplomas came back, no one bothered to check things they thought were right the first time. The publisher has reprinted the diplomas a second time and sent them to the 330 graduates.
Oh, yeah! Be embarassed. If Frank's Friday the 13th high school diploma has a typo on it, that school is going to hear from me. The school drives me crazy already.
They love their automated phone system. So much that they send out false messages. Last September, just a few weeks after school started, I had a list of 6 phone system complaints I e-mailed to the principal. #1-3 were personal issues, but here are their mass gaffes #4-6:
4) Yesterday, the infamous call about absences which went out to 1100 people!!!!!!!
5) Today an apology return call because the 1100 calls yesterday were a mistake.
6) This evening, yet another mass call about absences.
Of course I never heard back on the personal issues#1-3. Just a few weeks ago, we got the "your child was not in school today" message. Oh, yes he was. Check with his band teacher! Today, same message. Excuse me, it was Senior Ditch Day. And he signed in at the Senior Breakfast.
And is there a word for these phone-mistakes? Because that's what our high school is guilty of and it bugs me even more than printed typos because I can't correct them!