Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Constructive Criticism: Can You Take It?
"Mrs. Krantz said you have sucky handwriting, and so she couldn't read any of your notes you left her. Also, you messed up a bunch of stuff, so, yeah, she was kinda bugged."
I stared at them in utter horror.
"She really said that? About me, The Katy Suzuki? That's OK, girls. I'll talk to her to make sure things are all right. I feel horrible if that's really true. Thanks, girls."
Of course I was nice about it on the outside, but my inner-me wanted to take the situation to the back fields. Sucky. My handwriting? I've never heard that one before; and who uses that word, anyway? Especially in front of teenagers?
I texted her and asked if all this was true and she said the handwriting part was.
"I had a hard time reading your writing, and that was difficult for me."
"I'm so sorry," I said. "I hope it didn't cause problems."
"Don't worry about it; it's fine. Everything else was fine. Thanks."
"OK, thanks:)" I texted back, leaving a smiley to let her know I put my dukes in my khakis' back pockets."
All day I've thought about my handwriting and how I thought it was actually quiet pretty. I even wrote a little note to myself using the same kind of writing I always use, "Don't forget to pay the pest control guy." The words and letters were legible, and I stood back to see if I could still read the note from a distance. Crystal clear.
But just seconds ago I went outside to get the mail and in the stack there was a letter stamped "return to sender." In perfectly printed writing above the address was written, "No such address." I double checked the address to make sure I had written it correctly, and I had. But a closer look to the street name revealed a truth that I might have to inhale (or suck). When I had written Flower Rd., my F and L connected, forming an A: Aower Rd. Now, on any other day, I wouldn't have thought twice about the returned letter. I would blame the returned letter on the mailman's ineptitude and move on with it. Instead, I readdressed a new envelope, printing FLOWER in all caps.
Maybe what looks perfectly fine to me is chicken scratch to somebody else. Yes, Katy, your writing sucks. Work on it.
P.S. I also cut my bangs.
at 1:36 PM