No, I’m not 22 and jobless or 52 and feeling unappreciated.
But I could use a good proof-reader.
It seems when I under-punctuated my last post – the first paragraph came off like I was down, out and who knows what?
Friends were calling to see if I was ok.
Reflecting their concerns, I’ve changed the punctuation from this (potentially all about me, but not really):
Twenty-two and no job. Thirty two, three jobs and a bunch of crappy bosses. Fourty-two, weary and tired of the treadmill. Fifty-two, spit out and unappreciated.
To this (clear and solid transference to others!):
Twenty-two and no job? Thirty two, three jobs and a bunch of crappy bosses? Fourty-two, weary and tired of the treadmill? Fifty-two, spit out and unappreciated?
What’s exciting about this is the learning. It’s a key reason why I blog. There’s always a risk. And often, some learning.
In this case I was experimenting with an ‘edgier’ intro than usual. Why not, right? Unfortunately, slipping up on the punctuation gave it an edge I never expected.
I’m going to be OK! And thanks for the learning.