My dirty little secret..
by paul on January 4, 2009
So maybe it’s not as juicy as you think but I certainly do harbor a little secret – and it’s not cool at all…
I can’t type.
Yuck. Well, the first step to recovery is to admit you have a problem right? I’ve been able to get by ok so far but like a swimmer who wont kick or a runner that won’t swing his arms I found that I could muscle my way around the keyboard. Using a contrived test I could probably swing a 40 – 50 word per minute average…but frankly, being a programmer that doesn’t know how to type is sort of silly and kinda embarrassing.
So this weekend I whipped out my old copy of Mavis Beacon (thanks by the way to Mavis for constructing the most hideous icon that I have ever had in my dock ever), brewed up some moderately strong coffee and set out to “learn to type.”

The results? So far, it has taken me 8 minutes to type this post. Yikes. I can type without looking at the keyboard and I’m starting to have moments where it just comes together which is pretty cool. It’s painful though, but it’s something I feel like I gotta do. I’ll let you know how it’s going in a week.
Interestingly enough, my wife loaded up the same program and is cranking out 40 words a minute…she’s quite awesome.

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