I feel the need to come clean. Many of you who are friends with me on Facebook and Twitter think that I’m dyslexic. I make an unimaginable number of typos when I dash off a reply or a status update in the few seconds I have to spare while dropping in to have a quick chat. Quite a few people have commented on my dyslexia. I am so, so sorry. I am not dyslexic. I am lazy. Even before typing, my fingers wrote things wrong. I spinout words as fast as my brain can conjure them and my fingers can’t keep up. Then, instead of checking what I’ve typed/written/scrawled, I press send and litter the internet with the wordy mess my brain has spewed out.
I know a lot of people with dyslexia. They are infinitely more careful than me in their postings. In many cases, I suspect you wouldn’t know they are dyslexic, so careful are they.
My accountant once told me he’d be suspicious of any email purporting to be from me, but without any typos. I am a disgrace.
I hang my head in shame. I am an afront to all people with a genuine problem.
Sadly, I can’t see matters changing in the near future. Sorry about that. I will try but, you know…lazy.
For those of you who don’t know what I’m tlakiogn about ( oooo, that was a good one) here is an uncreected selection of this post:
I feel the need to come clea. Many of you whoe are friends of mine of facenook and Twitter think that I’m dyslexic. I make an unimaginabel numebr of typos when I dash of a reply or a stauts update in teh few seconds I have to spare whiel droppping in for a quick chat…..I mano dysalexic, I am a diosgarece.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Please feel free to poke me with sticks.