One of the books I worked on just got back from the printer ... with a typo in the subtitle on the front cover. Observe:
"Perfo mance"
It's kind of my fault, more like my department's fault. Lots of us do checks on these things. We all missed it, apparently.
My immediate responses:
1.) Really? Really? Wha?
2.) Am I going to be fired?
3.) (sick to stomach)
4.) I don't need to be upset about this. Hmm. Stopping the upset is harder work.
Five more hours? Yeah.
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1 comment:
just tell them you were writing for the peeps on the street. perFOmance. okay, i know - not so funny. i am sorry about the f-up. you will be fine, it probably happens all the time, and not singularly your fault. love you...i hope you are feeling better by now.
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