LadyArden wrote:I hope I'm not seen as a pest.. just an unpaid proofreader?
Aww, LadyA, I'm sorry - I totally didn't mean it to sound that way! I just always feel like I'm hounding Chris & Ilya and I figured someone else would be good enough to point it out.
LadyArden wrote:I think it's like seeing someone walk down the street with toiletpaper stuck to their shoe. Everyone you pass is going to see and laugh, so isn't it better if someone tells you so you can remove it?
I can attest to this with a funny germane personal anecdote. Day before yesterday, I use the freezingest bathroom in the office suite. In my haste to get out of there, when I turned around to zip up my pants, some toilet paper from the dispenser got caught in the back of my waistband. We're talking a two foot long segment of TP here. And I proceeded to walk around my office for the rest of the day with it there, totally unawares. When I left the suite at the end of the night, the girl at the front desk said nothing. The woman I rode the elevator with said nothing. The lobby's security guard said nothing. The ticket collector and the other people on the train said nothing (although, in retrospect, nobody sat next to me). I was clueless until I walked into the apartment and The Boyfriend said to me, "TELL me that's not TP hanging out of your butt."
Me: *horrified bemused expression* "NO. You're kidding me."
Him: *one eyebrow raised, wary expression* "No, I'm really not. Dude, it's huge."
Me" *feeling around the back of my waistband* "OhmyGOD!"
I collapsed in a fit of giggles that left me wheezing and coughing (as I still have a damn chest cold) and entirely red in the face from embarrassment and, oddly enough, delight.
Moral of the story, kiddies? Totally be a pest. It's really OK.