An Eye for Detail

February 10, 2009

I have what is known as an eye for detail.  I see the little things that go unnoticed by most people. 

Sometimes, this can be a blessing.  My eye for detail landed me my first proofreading job… which led to editing… which led to writing.

At other times, it can be downright annoying.  Like when I set out to rid a flower bed of its weeds and it takes me twice as long as it would someone else.  Why?  Because I have to remove every single trace of unintentional plant growth.  (This explains why my yard looks so unkempt, BTW.)

Most of the time, however, my eye for detail is neither a blessing nor an annoyance.  It is simply just one of my many quirks that tends to interrupt my thought process like a runaway train. 


For instance, yesterday I walked into the room where my daughter was watching “Curious George” on television.  Something just didn’t look right to me, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.  Then I realized what it was.

Curious George — who, I might remind you, is consistently referred to as a monkey — does not have a tail.

Monkeys are supposed to have tails!  George must be a chimpanzee.  But a chimp is not a monkey, it’s an ape. See?

So there you have it. An inside look at one of my many neurotic behaviors.


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