Monday, February 15, 2010
Aisle be missing you...what? Did I say something wrong? Know, it looks write two me.
I was in the shopping isle at my local market. What a splash! Serial and crackers all over the place.
Gosh, quit interrupting. So rude.
Fine. I guess I better get back to work since you can't seem to contain yourself. (Do you know in medical transcription you can't use contractions? No, you can't, not at all.)
How much does grammar matter? Spelling? Do you judge? And, by the weigh, is it judgment or judgement? Traveling or travelling? Must be proper, you know.
For all you righters out there, how many times do you write and rewrite a post? Lots? Nun at all? Some of you are so eloquent. Your posts have a point, they follow a path, they get to some conclusion. Some of you are snarky and sarcastic. Born storytellers. I wait with baited breath for the next line.
Or are you like me? Start typing, let it fly, hope it makes cents, and then off it goes? (And spend more time looking for the proper video to go with your post?) I can never be a real author, it takes too much time. I have Blog Attention Deficit Disorder. BADD. This format suits me fine...short, hopefully, pithy, and if you make mistakes, you hope people will forgive you for egregious errors and lack of loquaciousness. Nobody wants to be thought of as a diminutive dimwit.
Can you tell it's Monday and I want the week to end already? It's Presidents' Day for goodness sake. Nobody is in school, the mailman is taking the day off, the bank is holding my money hostage, so why are my docs in the box...I mean, office?
Posted by Happy Hour...Somewhere at 9:05 AM