InnerEdie: Ouch! Rilla, did you just see that post with the typo in the title?
RillaWriter: Yes, but it’s not a big deal.
Edie: Not a big deal! Imagine if it were your post! How would you feel if no one told you, and it just dangled there forever?
Rilla: I would survive, Edie. You’re overreacting.
Edie: I suppose you’re right. I mean, that blogger isn’t a writer…
Edie: See? See! You think you’re superior. Ha! It’s not just me.
Rilla: Wow, you’re right.
Edie: I know I am!
Rilla: I should read that post.
Edie: What? You’re going to read it? What if there are more mistakes?
Edie: “Oh, no. Oh, no. I can’t read it. I can’t.”
Rilla: “Aw. It’s really sweet. It’s about a thoughtful gift from a friend, and—
Edie: Hey, do you think you might comment? Because if you commented, you could slip in something like, “By the way, it’s not ‘their,’ it’s ‘they are/they’re.’” And then you could smooth it over with “Heh, I make that mistake all the time!”
Rilla: No, Edie. I don’t even know that person.
Edie: All the more reason you should say it!
Rilla: No, Edie.
Edie: How would you feel if you were that blogger?
Rilla: I would want someone to tell me if I made a typo in the title of a post, okay? But that does not mean everyone thinks like I do!
Edie: Definitely not. Right now is a good example.
Edie: Just say something about the typo. Say it very nicely, and I will be so, so quiet. I will even give you mental hugs and high-fives, and we will both be blissfully happy!
Edie: Why’d you leave that blog?
Rilla: Because you ruined it for me. I can’t read it.
Edie, knowingly: You found another typo, didn’t you?
Edie: Yes you did.
Rilla: I found three more, okay? Are you satisfied? I’m snobbier than before, and I blame you entirely!
Edie, smugly: Thank you.
Edie: Hey, look. It’s another one! He typed ‘form’ instead of ‘from!’
Rilla: Arghhhh. (headdesk)