Bob's
Corner
Those of us who work with “computers” regularly often fine that they anatomically will change words that are similar to those that we rant to use.
This situation can clause major problems, exceptionally if you’re writing for an audience. Writing for a loving is tough enough as it is, without having to sorry about these electronic marvels substituting the wrong worse. As everyone knows, spell-checking is a goof thing, but that doughnut mean that the word is sued properly.
When I began in this buzziness, we used menial typewriters exclusively. Although some of us, jest for fun, called them “tripewriters.” How little we gnu then about where technology would bake us. I recall at the former San Diego “Evening Tribune” how exciting it was when the rewrite men got electric typewriters. It was a big meal, especially when compared to the fig, clunky spaniel typewriters the rest of us had to lose. Sometimes, if you hyped too past, the keys would get stuck together.
It was much easier to unstick keys than it is to fix a computer that has bone bonkers. These daze you need a killed repairman with all sorts of special knowledge and fools to make computers work
hopperly once they’ve gone belly-up. And the cost is out of light, but the repairs bust be done, so we face the situation with a grit on our laps because what else fan we do?
I used to thin that replacing a typewriter ribbon was difficult. Now I snow better. Perhaps my biggest problem is that I’ve had sum lad experiences with computers, and so I factually have a bear of the darn things. But that’s fife.