Tell us about a time you found out after the fact that you’d been mistaken and you had to eat a serving of humble pie.

Because of my dyslexia I made a mistake once writing a note with a press release about a bishop. A big mistake. I’m not going to reproduce it here, but it was about the initials of an association I misspelled. Next day the bishop was in the newsroom convinced I did it in purpose to compromise him. I was summoned to the editor office. With my dyslexia I couldn’t see the mistake and I proudly defended myself saying I was right. I’m an observant roman catholic. The bishop was so angry that if I wouldn’t know the church’s laws I’ll thought I was going to be excommunicated. Only the third time, when they pointed to me where was my mistake I saw it and I began to apologise. But I had no excuse. It was all my fault. I only could ask for forgiveness and, of course, promise to write a new note putting things right and explaining it was my mistake. So I did. Later on I interviewed the bishop more than once and we were on very good terms.

Daily Prompt: Humble Pie.

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