That damned spell-checker…
I just sent an email about a Visa card whose mag stripe had been tampered with. A new Visa number had been encoded on the mag stripe.
In my email to my co-workers, some of them highly placed, I called it the “re-endowed” Visa card… that damned spellchecker… 
(It was supposed to read “re-encoded”)
I’m sure they’re having a well-deserved chuckle at my expense right now… dammit…!!
*chuckle chuc…
um, I mean, very sorry indeed. Dreadful thing to happen to anyone. Positively ghastly.
It’s much worse to make such a fox-paws in person … like the time I tried to say the name of the popular toy from the 1950s, “Erector Set,” and missed by one syllable.
M
Ooh, that’s a good one…
It reminds me of the Toronto subway poster I saw once about famous songs that nobody ever gets the right words to. My favorite was “Blinded by the light, ripped up like a loofah by the foreman in the night…” which is hilarious if you really think those are the correct words… 
Not sure why I thought of that, come to think of it, it’s not exactly the same thing…
But it’s comforting :roll:
I LOVE that song, precisely because there are so many wonderful ways to mis-hear it.
I was going to quote a few, but then I remembered that this is ostensibly a family site. But I can’t resist:
“Blinded by your thighs
Grabbed up by douche, another robot in the night.”
Though I’m sure he didn’t really think it was “thighs”.
“Another Robot in the Night”–that’d make a pretty good name for a band!
And Mr Byrd, nearly 100 both still fiddlin and Senator US Senate, on NPR today, replay of earlier show, nearly said ’ erection’ when he meant to say ‘election’.
’ erec … election’
One thing is certain, the second won’t give me the first 
The correct words are
revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night
(i think)
Love the one about the Venusians… That’s too funny… 
I sent a resume out once where I had mentioned that I worked on “internet software” and it came out “interment software”. Nope, I’ve never actually written any graveyard management code. Funny part is I got the job.
Could’ve been worse, you could’ve said intermittent software
Still better than incontinent software
Or interminable hardware.
As far as misheard song lyrics go, my favorite is still “Don’t go out tonight, it’s bound to take your life, there’s a bathroom on the right!”
As far as embarrassing bloopers go, our former rector’s about takes the cake. She was attempting to chant the Eucharistic prayer (I say “attempting” because she couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket) and, instead of chanting “his glorious ressurection”…well, let’s just say she missed the “ress” part.
Maybe that’s why she hated the choir, come to think of it. We’d been trying to maintain as she changed keys 10 times during the prayer, and when she did that, we all lost it simultaneously!
Did I mention she’s no longer with us? (for reasons that have nothing to do with her blooper and everything to do with her attitude…but that’s another story!)
Redwolf
My most embarassing is another misspeak.
In 8th grade social studies we were reading about the dawn of man, and I got called on to read aloud. I’m kind of a speed reader, and my tongue can never keep up with my eyes. So when I got to “homo sapiens” I said "homo sa{enter male genitalia here} and was absolutely horrified. I still shudder. 8th grade! Yikes.
Caroline
When I was doing medical transcription (which I did for 4-1/2 years up until last March when the office manager started in on me just one time too many) we transcribed dictation from several doctors who came from other countries and who speak English as a second language. Now, I’m sure their English is better than my Spanish or Vietnamese or Hindustani - but there was one doctor who always cracked me up.
The phrase that she kept trying to say was “Lungs are clear to auscultation, no wheezes, rales, or rhonchi.” What she always actually said was “Lungs are clear to auscultation, no weasels, rales, or rhonchi.” I was always so glad to know the patient didn’t have any weasels running around in their chest!
Thanks for the web site! So the real words are: “And little early birdie came by in his curly-whirly”. Oops.
It’s a real blast to send an email with a bunch of UNIX stuff. I’ve sent “corrected” messages before just for the fun of it.
In France, a typo is called “une coquille”.
Why name it a shell??? Here’s the origin.
A century ago, a very serious Parisian newspaper had its frontpage main headline to include the world “COQUILLE”. Don’t ask me what the full title was. Anyway, the Q was forgotten by the typesetter, turning the shell into… ballocks.
I saw a tape of a John Fogerty concert (on PBS if I recall correctly). He was playing a small, intimate venue and obviously really enjoying himself. When he did Bad Moon Rising he enunciated clear as a bell “bathroom on the right” about the third to last time the phrase comes up in the song - with a mischevious grin, I might add.
here’s a funny typo:
I had a patient with a heart problem, his cardiac output wasn’t as it should have been and for the report i dictated “ejection fraction 20%”, well, the secretary placed an r instead of the j in the word ejection…