I’m a nice person. Usually. Mostly. At least that’s what people tell me. But the truth is, sometimes I wish I could be just a little obnoxious and enjoy it. I knew a guy once who used to go around to AOL chat rooms (I’m showing my age) and troll–just to mess with people and get a rise out of them. He thought it was hilarious. I could never do that! Whenever I think I’ve hurt or upset someone, it really bothers me, sometimes for years! I suppose it’s my belief in karma that keeps me on the straight and narrow. Not the ATM-style karma of getting back what you put in, but the idea that the universe brings you what you need. So if the universe thinks you’re an ass, it might very well deliver an ass-whoopin.
Oh, sometimes something will get my dander up a bit, but that’s really more righteous indignation than genuine obnoxia™. But generally, I keep my mouth shut and don’t goad, even when, in my estimation, people really have it coming. (Of course, I’m sailing close to the wind in the karmic field by even judging if other people deserve a poke with the goad-stick anyway, but I’m living on the edge today.)
However, that doesn’t stop me from enjoying a bit of spectator snark. So in that spirit, I give you The Best Obnoxious Responses To Misspellings On Facebook.
Here’s a sample that just cracked me up:
I should add in here that I’m not a very good speller myself. Without spell-check and the help of beta readers and editors, I’d probably look like a big doofus at least half the time. I noted on FB recently that I always spell occasionally wrong (in fact, spell-checking in WP informs me I just did it AGAIN in this sentence), which leans toward irony. So with a few exceptions, I don’t correct people’s spelling. I figure that would be just setting me up for a bit karmic spelling humiliation, like the girl who asked her sister via text message to make sure her dad didn’t lick her out that night. When the sister replied HUH? the girl texted back LOCK LOCK LOCK! (That story was from damnyouautocorrect.com, I do believe.) Some types of embarrassment just aren’t worth risking, in terms of tempting fate.
Question: Have you ever made a really embarassing typo? (And dear god, I hope it wasn’t on a tattoo, although that would technically be an inko, I suppose.)
Oh! And a quick note before I go… a HUGE thank you to all of you lovely readers who have helped keep Blood Faerie in the top 100 for contemporary fantasy (AMZ UK) since its launch a week ago! I’m stunned. I mean *I* like my books, but it always gives me a bubbly joy-moment to hear that someone else does too. Reviews have started coming in, and it’s really wonderful news. So THANK YOU to my readers, reviewers, and cheerleaders. You’ve made this the best week for me!