I was sitting on my Grandmas lap at maybe 4-5 years old. I had gotten this cool stationary notebook. Her name was Gwen(by the way just typing her name brings me to tears).
She was telling me the letters of her name . G W E N. This is how my child like brain interpreted it . I Wrote G UU E N. Double U instead of W. Get it. Everyone got a kick out of it.
Heres another one for you and this one is on video tape so I will never live it down:
I wanted a typewriter so bad as a kid. I was into teaching and secretary stuff I guess. So My mom got me one for X-mas. We would always open our gifts then start putting them together right away. My here I am in my nightgown and messy hair typing my name I got to the L and couldn't find it, the drama queen that I was at that age I freak out and say "theres NO L" You couldn't tell me different. I can here my mom saying there is an L, "NOOOO. Oh there it is" then I kept on typing.
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The funny thing is, when my parents had a typewritter (oh we just SO aged ourselves by the way) I SWORE it was missing letters. And I see why were are bestest friends. NO one could tell me different...
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