bitful

I seem to have developed a speech problem a few weeks into my new job. As it requires me to sit in a corner in front of a computer, proof reading and uploading material onto a website, I frequently spend whole stretches of several hours without speaking to anyone. Absolute bliss, if you ask me.

I find my job delightful. If you happened to bump into a mad man on Victoria Street yesterday morning at eight playing air guitar to the instrumental bridge of Sk8er Boi that was blasting in his ears, a wide ear-to-ear grin on his face as he was looking forward to another day at work - that was me.

However, every silver lining (or, in my case, gold lamé, daahling) has its cloud, and these hours of isolation, combined with not being an English native speaker, often result in my tongue losing its connection to the brain and coming up with the following linguistic slips:

• you do not need to bother with keyboards¹, they are automatically generated
• is there any way this can be sorted out before the hard lunch²?

and my favourite so far:

• make sure to keep it short, as that field can only have thirty calories³

I wonder if my colleagues have guessed I am on a diet.

¹keywords
²launch
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