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He didn’t know it, but my husband passed.
My husband and I met online. He had no idea who I was when he sent me that first email and certainly didn’t know I was checking that email for spelling and grammar. If there were mistakes, the email went into the trash.
On the other hand, I later found out he spent hours (with a break for dinner in between) constructing that email and reading over it again and again to make sure it was perfect. He passed that initial test, and continued to do so with each email that followed.
Now, his goal is to catch me with a spelling or grammar error.
A true horror story.
My husband knows me well.
I may not be a designer, but my husband knows me well enough to know that this would irritate the daylights out of me. I like things neat, orderly and perfectly aligned. I can eyeball whether a picture hanging on a wall is lopsided, I can automatically see if there is one too many spaces in a Word document, and if things aren’t exactly even on both sides, I HAVE to fix it. What about you? Does something like this make your head hurt also?
I will never be a detective.
My husband posted this comic a few weeks ago with the caption, “Why my wife could never be a homicide detective.” I’m pretty sure the grammar problems would be the least of my concerns in that profession.
Higley, AZ 85236
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