Typography FAIL.

So I sent Sam to school the other day with his new lunchbox and about 2 hours later, I got a phone call from the director.

Director: Sally, everything is okay. I’m just wondering which lunchbox belongs to Sam.

Me: Oh, I’m sorry. It’s the blue one. I haven’t put his name on it yet.

Director: Oh, no worries. I’ll just do it. I have a Sharpie right here. Have a great day!

Me: Okay!
-click-

And then I sat there at my desk wondering if it would be too crazy for me to call her back and ask her not to write on his lunchbox. Because you know… that would muck it up. Because, you know… I ‘m a designer and stuff… and I’m funny about stuff like that. About a minute passed and I decided I shouldn’t worry about it. That normal people don’t care about such things. But secretly, when I saw it later that afternoon… I gasped.

That night, I designed a little Thomas tag. Something to redirect my eye and make Sam smile. Ah… that’s better.