I don’t know if it’s “business” or “buisness”. I could probably look it up again, but I’ve already done that about 175 times in my life. And frankly, I just don’t care anymore.
That should help…I hope.
Mental subtraction is the bane of my existence. You know those mental exercises where you start at one number and have to repeatedly subract 7? They render me brain dead.
I am horrendous with directions. I can easily get lost in my own town, taking a route for the 300th time. I once got lost in my own college dormitory–after living there for two years.
There are certain words I can never remember how to spell correctly. Disappear is one of them (holy crap, that might actually be right!) Exercise is another. Excersize? Exercize? I am generally a pretty good speller. There is no reason I should remember how to spell bureaucracy and not lisence. Liscense. Damn it. License.
Think “busyness” with an “i.”
Here too. Lucky my boss was smart enough to attach a cheat sheet to our sign in/out sheet., but I ALWAYS have to look.
There is no word in the English language I hate spelling more than that one. I’ve tried EVERYTHING. I’ve tried giving myself spelling tests, I even have a text document where I have the CORRECT spelling to everything I can’t spell. Why? Because it’s quicker opening it up and C&P than trying and trying until I get the right one.
Also on my “Can’t Spell” List…guarantee and restaurants. :smack:
Mini-Rant: Look at the retarded fucking suggestions FireFox spell checker gives for “lisence.” The number one suggestion for “lisence” is “Melicent” for fuck’s sake…not one of them even STARTS with a fucking “L”. :mad:
Am I the only one that’s puzzled that anybody could even think of spelling “their” as “thier”? How could “ie” possibly make the right sound? “Thier” would be pronounced something like th-eye-er.
And the “greater than/less than” thing just seems really odd too. I mean, you have a symbol with a big end and a little end; is it not obvious that the big end goes next to the big number?
However, I will stop pointing out how dumb you all are now, as I was just about to post this and noticed that I had for some reason spelt “symbol” as “simble” in the previous sentence. WTF is that all about? 
You sir, are an idiot. If only this were, the Pit, and then I could tell you what I think about a person who doesn’t know know that “thier” would be pronounced “thee-er”! 
The alligator always eats the bigger number. So it’s the first one.
Edit: Damnit, you all made that point already!
Greater than/less than signs have always stuck in my head after my sixth grade math teacher screamed during class, roared, beat his chest, climbed up on the desk and said, “I am King Kong! I point to you puny humans! Big points to little! Big points to little!”
Things like that stick. 
I’ve never understood why I really have to think about east vs. west but north vs. south isn’t an issue.
To my husband’s vast and everlasting entertainment, in order to tell my right from my left, I must actually look at both of my hands. This is because I know I am right handed. I also know that there is a pen-callus on my right middle finger. Before I can use either “right” or “left” with any accuracy at all, I have to actually check which hand is on the side I mean.
This is why I give directions as “make a passenger side” or “make a driver’s side”.
But again, why complicate it with King Kong, alligators or anything else? The symbol has a BIG end and a LITTLE end. The big end goes next to the big number. How is this not utterly intuitive?
Spelling Rensselaer. I still have to sort of sing it in my head. I’ve lived in the Albany area for nigh upon 10 years now.
Bad sense of direction, too. That spatial awareness thing in my head is broken I think. When I get inside a building I cannot, without thought, point to the front of the building. I totally get confused. And I can read a map very well. I have a hard time translating those flat pieces of paper to the real world though. I just thank Og a river runs right by Albany - I always know the river is East.
I’m clumsy, too, but years of dance has taken care of that somewhat. But I have to be very careful and move slow. I can’t ever do “cool” moves like spinning around and storming off or backing up dramatically - I will inevitably crash into the wall.
ETA: Oh, and I always think of the alligator to this day. Chomp, chomp.