I worked on a computer since 1982. I am the slowest typist, and still have to watch my fingers. Thats close to 40 years of using a computer almost every single day. I also took typing in high school in 1972 or so. Still watch my fingers.
When I type comments I leave out words because I'm thinking faster that I can type the text. Sometimes I catch it and other times I don't realize until after I hit post and then I feel embarrassed.
Being a transplanted New Yawker, I apparently 'talk wrong', as I've been told ever since I left New York. So I say coffee wrong, according to my step daughter, I say cawfeee, which she thinks is the funniest thing she's ever heard. So now all 7 of our grown children make fun of me and use the word cawfee profusely whenever they see me & we get together.
Apparently, according to my daughter, who has never ever done anything wrong, I've been saying the word "album" as "alblum" forever. She is correct, but who cares.
My daughter and I took a very nice weekend trip for her bestie’s engagement party and we actually stayed downtown. All the years I lived there it was the most time I ever spent in town. We had a blast.
It was June 2020, everyone in town were people who lived in town. Nothing much was open but it was great, albeit a little heartbreaking.
I know Left and Right. When I’m thinking about it both are in mind correctly. But when I go to point as I’m saying “Left” or “Right”? I point the wrong way. 🤦🏻♀️
I get medley and melody mixed up. Sometimes in restaurants, I order vegetable melody and my husband laughs at me. It’s medley Mary he says as he laughs.
I instinctually know which way is north, south, east or west. But I have to stop and really think about it before I say right or left.
I worked on a computer since 1982. I am the slowest typist, and still have to watch my fingers. Thats close to 40 years of using a computer almost every single day. I also took typing in high school in 1972 or so. Still watch my fingers.
I flunked typing. 😂
I may have. Too far past. 😂
Mrs Bennett is burned into my psyche.
“Hands on home row keys”
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When I type comments I leave out words because I'm thinking faster that I can type the text. Sometimes I catch it and other times I don't realize until after I hit post and then I feel embarrassed.
I’m 58 years old and I still have anxiety about making phone calls.
Pretty hilarious considering I was your first caller. That’s how much I love PCS Nation. 🤷🏻♀️
Me too.
I don't even like to place takeout orders over the phone
Same. 😂
I never would have guessed that. In fact, after your call, I said to Glen "Lisa could have her own show!"
I like to talk, just intimidated by phone calls. 😂
I just cannot do math. I just can’t. My brain freezes up. 🤷🏼♀️
Same here. Struggled with it.
Same! I see numbers and break into a sweat!
I always warn people not to ask me anything having to do with math. Math and I are not compatible! 🤣
Being a transplanted New Yawker, I apparently 'talk wrong', as I've been told ever since I left New York. So I say coffee wrong, according to my step daughter, I say cawfeee, which she thinks is the funniest thing she's ever heard. So now all 7 of our grown children make fun of me and use the word cawfee profusely whenever they see me & we get together.
Apparently, according to my daughter, who has never ever done anything wrong, I've been saying the word "album" as "alblum" forever. She is correct, but who cares.
My aunt used to say 'chilgren' for children; I'll never forget that. It made her special, much like me who says cawfeee and you who says alblum :)
I say cawfee too, but I thought that might be my Philly accent coming through, like wawder and crick and other unique pronunciations/phrases.
In case "yinz" didn't know, I'm from near The Burgh.
Do yinz ever go dahn tahn n’at?
Anymore only if I have to😉
My daughter and I took a very nice weekend trip for her bestie’s engagement party and we actually stayed downtown. All the years I lived there it was the most time I ever spent in town. We had a blast.
It was June 2020, everyone in town were people who lived in town. Nothing much was open but it was great, albeit a little heartbreaking.
I have absolutely no sense of direction! I can get lost walking around in my house. 😊
I know Left and Right. When I’m thinking about it both are in mind correctly. But when I go to point as I’m saying “Left” or “Right”? I point the wrong way. 🤦🏻♀️
I have been scratching out mistakes with lower case d’s and b’s since I was six. I feel ya!
I get medley and melody mixed up. Sometimes in restaurants, I order vegetable melody and my husband laughs at me. It’s medley Mary he says as he laughs.
I go from writing shorthand to cursive when I say fuck this and just want to finish writing before it completely escapes my mind