The Joy of a Typo

It's an occupational hazard. I can't look at a newspaper, a blog post, a novel or a cereal box without reading for correct spelling, grammar and sentence structure. I'm searching for mistakes, also known as typos. Or they are searching for me. I'm not quite sure. 

I can't explain the small jolt of excitement I feel when I do find a typo. Why the joy? Maybe it reminds me that I am in the right line of work. Or perhaps it's the realization that life really can go on even though an error exists after publication. 

Whatever the reason, I have passed this habit on to my children. At least once a week, when reading, one of them will proudly announce, "Mom, I found a typo!" I can hear the exultation in their voices. And I can relate. 



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