This lady is an English teacher who's been roasting incels by correcting their grammar...

[wnylib]

80. My great-grandfather and his grandson, who was my uncle and godfather,

both did typesetting and proofing for our city's newspaper. That was, of course, before computers.

I worked for a few months as a proofreader for the advertising department of a newspaper in a different town. It was a terrible job to have because sales reps and their supervisor would not follow deadlines. They used to pull proofed ads right off of the layout page and have one of the commercial artists type up a new one with changes. Then the reps would slip the changed ad back on the layout page without it being proofed again.

If there were mistakes in the altered ad, I was held responsible. So I asked the sales supervisor to have the reps stick to the deadlines. She said that they brought in the revenue and had to please their customers. So I said that the customers were not pleased if the ad got printed with mistakes, so when they made last minute changes, at least let me see them. She accused me of not owning up to mistakes in proofing.

So, I got my revenge on her. She was always sending memos with instructions or complaints to the artists and me that we were supposed to post on our cubicle walls to follow. The cubicles had 3 walls, leaving them visible to any one who walked by.

Her spelling and punctuation were atrocious, at grade school level. So I proofed and marked one of her long memos in bright red, then posted it on my cubicle wall where everyone could see it, including her.