Job Opening at Stunning Keisha

Hola! Last week I hinted about firing my proofreader. When I started blogging, I used to try to surprise Pop with my posts. He'd read them after they published like the rest of you. For the past year or two, I put him to work proofing cos TW was letting a few typos slip by. I'm a perfectionist. I can't have typos.

I've become convinced, however, that he thinks he only has to proof the secret messages you see when you hover over the images. He beams with the pride of a job well done when he tells us of a typo. The rest of the piece always looks fine to him—with a few minor corrections.

TW stays awake until the wee hours midnight so she can make sure the post goes up as scheduled. Being as she's senile, she sometimes forgets to schedule them. She reads each one after it's published. Lately she's been finding a bunch of typos and errata. Every other Caturday, she forgets to link to Athena's art blog hop which is something a proofreader/copyeditor should be looking for.

I've hung the sign on the door.

On Wednesday, she found this "National PatTheft Awareness." I freaked out and ordered her to fix it. She hates to make fixes on the ipawd cos so much can go wrong but she corrected it to read "National Pet Theft Awareness." Sometimes we're glad that most of our views happen later in the day.

Friday, I discovered she forgot to link to the blogs from the cats who chose the photos—again. Gasp! I wasn't happy. In fact I was irate and inconsolable.  Did I mention I'm a perfectionist. She told me she couldn't fix it until the morning. Unacceptable! This isn't the first time she forgot the links or that our proofer hasn't caught it although he did catch a typo in one of the image alt tags.

Pop's excuse is how tired he is when he gets home from work. That's no excuse since there's typos on my weekend posts too. And I don't wanna hear about his "chronic dry eyes" either. TW shares the blame since she doesn't finish typing my posts until after Pop is in bed. I say less excuses and more proofing!

Don't get me started on all the typos TW makes when I comment and post to Twitter or Facebook! This brilliant cat is made to look like a careless simpleton.

My sleek black fur has all gone gray from worry about what the next mistake is going to be and if it will be an embarrassing one. Just type what I say Woman! If I say black fur, you type black fur! Sorry you had to hear that. You'd think TW would know that typing isn't her only job. She needs to provide links, images and everything else that goes into a blog. What's a cat to do when her staff is so incontinent?