EmbarrassmentI kept my head in my book even though I could see her approach my table out of the corner of my eye. I’ve had numerous conversations with this proud, former iron fist type teacher, over the years, but yet she never remembers me.

I continue to read as I brace for her opinion. (She always has one.)

She picked up a book. She looked down her glasses. She turns a page and stops. “Interesting” she says. “The first line in the first book I pick up has a misspelled word. You might want to notify the author.”

“Reeallly?” I ask very cool, very calm. I know with absolute certainty that these books have been checked and checked and checked. English professors have proofread, my mother has proofread (you should meet my mom, she corrects my emails). These books have been through the wringer the last few years, every word carefully chosen.

“I am the author, which word is misspelled?”

“Fourty. It is not spelled with a “u”.” she snips assuredly.

“In the US or New Zealand?” I ask her slowly.

“I don’t know, nor do I care how they spell things in the US.” she responds quickly.

“Oh” I add casually,” my main market is the US”.

“Well, good luck, they’re cute” she mutters as she leaves…

The first thing I did when I got home was googles “how to spell 40”. I googled it despite that I KNOW that 40 is spelled FORTY. My first version has it spelled FORTY. I never ever question the way to spell FORTY. I wonder if my handsome partner changed it? I wonder if the amazing graphic artist changed it? I have no idea, but I am soooo embarrassed.

I am also embarrassed at how fast I uttered “In the US or New Zealand?” I knew that no matter what, I could not handle the humiliation in that moment.

The change to the printer will be made shortly. Please NOTIFY me if there are any other changes you have noticed. If you are currently holding a King David Divide book, you have a collectors item 🙂