Deflatinglingly D-uh

Years ago, Charu and I established a procedural bounce 'software/net related challenges' off each other system, before seeking external intervention in the form of Mr. Velkar. Every puzzle debated, potential angles quizzed, daftness queries anticipated before the final approach of seeking help. Why? Invariably, one or the other would present what seemed to be an insurmountable problem to our venerable leader and techno geek, and he'd just look at us. A wonderful balance of exasperation (not you two again), long suffering patience (what is it this time), unveiled incredulity at our native stupidity (did you hit refresh?). A talented man. A single look can make you squirm at your incompetence. A few of those looks, and the calcium in your spine turns to steel and you're determined the next time will necessitate extortionate consultancy fees to fix. While we never paid for any consultancy, we did reset the equilibrium to 'now what?' dominating the pie as opposed to Charu and I shooting mortified 'how the fuck did we miss something that obvious' looks at each other, as we gather our saris and the tattered shreds of our dignity on our way out.
It's been a while since I've felt my cheeks burn in a similar fashion, but here I was brimming over with righteous indignation at the blog's inability to pick up typos, fuming about having to get a proof-reader, moaning about going back and correcting spelling errors, my annoyance spilling over at the thoughtlessness of the blogspot creators neglecting a spell checker picker upper . I thump out my rant, and as I'm about to hit publish post, my eye is snagged by the tool bar.....and an innocuous {ABC} icon. Even as I feel my embarrassment swarm over my face, I could swear it wasn't there before!!! Jeez -there are times I have actually copied the contents of a post across to word for a quick spell check. It must be a conspiracy. Charu! Help!
P.S. - almost posted without running the spell check.
P.P.S. - it works
P.P.P.S. - aaaaarrrrrrrgggggh!!