Typos Beware

It's impossible to go too far to correct a typo.

Don't believe me?

Ask they Typo Eradication Advancement League (TEAL), a group formed for no other reason than to correct typos on old historical landmarks.

I'm not kidding.

This group, or pair if you believe the newspapers, were just tried and sentenced for correcting a comma and apostrophe on an old Grand Canyon sign.

I think it's hilarious. Let's face it, our early settlers, while maybe fantastic adventurers, great athletes and tougher than we can imagine, probably weren't all the good with the readin', writin' and 'rithmetic. If they had been, why would they have left the comfort of the city to pursue the Wild West.

They wouldn't, so now we have TEAL, who really true patriots, editors of history if you will. They do the same job the editors of the day do, just a little later.

Here's the link from the original story, courtesy of azcentral.com. http://ping.fm/KKlvo

Who do you work for?

I can't return to work without a doctor's note. I can't work from home without a doctor's note. My doctor's note said I was to continue working from home until he had cleared me.

You'd think that would be simple to understand, but you're wrong. My supervisor needs to see a copy of said note, because HR and UNUM (the short-term disability claims company) won't share this note with her, nor will she take my word on what it says.

I had surgery just over three weeks ago. I applied for short term disability, as I was most likely going to be out for six weeks to a month. My claim was accepted, but I wanted to start working from home as soon as I could, as I knew that having nothing to do and not being able to leave my house would drive me insane.

It nearly did.

My bosses and I, along with my doctor, agree that after my initial week-long recovery, I would be okay to from home part time. This worked for all of us, until this week.

Now, the note from the first paragraph says "continue to work from home" which I interpreted as "keep doing exactly what you're doing". UNUM and HR apparently do not, nor does my supervisor, even though I have tried to explain this to them.

My job HATES when people work from home. They are a controlling, jealous bunch who don't understand modern technology. Anyway, now I feel like I'm in trouble for WANTING to work.

Anyone ever dealt with this shit?

$10,000 in text messages?

Link to story: http://ping.fm/G0xlr

I understand this guy's frustration. I also agree that huge changes in someone's bill should almost require that the account holder be notified, but his outrage is a little over the top.

Phone companies can't protect us from ourselves. We already have enough PC, for your own protection type devices that make the responsible people in this world angry every time they have to go through ten extra steps because some idiot didn't read the directions.

This case was simple...he knew his daughter was retarded, yet he allowed her the freedom of a phone. It's HIT responsibility to watch over her, not theirs. Unfortunately, in this case she's classified as an adult, although she's clearly developmentally disabled. Sorry buddy, not everyone can be trusted with a cell phone.

The honest lesson here? DON'T GIVE RETARDS PHONES, THEY WILL TREAT THEM AS ANY LITTLE KID WOULD.

What does it take to get ahead?

For those who don't know, I'm not a great fit at my current job. I'm not that organized, I don't like sitting in a cube and I like to write. My job, consisting of sales support requiring high organization skills and lots of patience, obviously is not for me.

I do have plenty of product knowledge, a great work ethic and a real desire to do more. A few weeks ago, I applied for a position in the Marketing Communications department, a new department which would act as an in-house collateral shop. Perfect job for someone like me who has plenty of copywriting and design experience (well, I know HOW to use InDesign and I'm even better at asking for help), right?

Nope. Apparently an external candidate is a better choice. A female (our marketing team is currently 94% female) with no Pearson knowledge is a better choice.

Damn, damn, damn. I think I'm wasting my time.

Realization

I can't sit, can't lay, can't run, can't sleep well, can't drive, can't lift, can't swim, can't bathe and can't stretch.

For the first time since I was a baby, I am completely at the mercy of other people to take care of me.

Chelsea, Don and my mom (Wendy) each took time out of their lives to nearly wait on me hand and foot. Every emergency was covered, every doctor appointment was met.

Even people from Twitter, most of whom I've never met, have been supportive.

There are times in our lives that we can feel completely alone, no matter how many people are physically around us.

As I sit in my apartment, by myself, I know that I am most definitely not alone. I know good people. I like that.

Thanks to everyone.

Save money, don't sacrifice style...

It's tough to redecorate (or in my case, decorate) a home in tough times. Every penny counts and no one wants to spend more than they have to, but most of us know that value means more than price.

Short of furnishing our entire place from Ikea, there are options for modern furniture that's decently-priced and fairly unique.

lushpad.com is that place. Designed as a craigslist for design junkies, you can buy pieces you're bored with and just as easily replace them with new treasures.

It's a helluva lot simpler than driving from store to store looking for that perfect end table or matching set of chairs you never knew you always wanted. Check it out at www.lushpad.com.

Death by fire

My friend died in an accident like that just last week.

He fell back while drinking his 14th beer, knocked some off the far end of the wall, which knocked a steel rod over, which smashed the top off an old propane bottle, which shot 11 feet across into the furnace that was open because my buddy was adding wood.

It exploded and took down the entire house. Four people died and his little sister has smoke inhalation.

I watched it all from the far end of the garage, outside the window taking a piss.

Thanks for being so insensitive.