One of the most amazing people I ever encountered was the VP and Editorial Director. In 1977, when I first joined the company, you could not hope to escape the purview of the V.P. and Editorial Director who had an uncanny act of finding errors in printed copy. No matter how meticulous the copyediting, or how conscientious the proofreading, he would inevitably find an error in the final product. And he did it with such nonchalance. Totally without any preconceived notion as to where typos, misplaced photos or captions might exist, he would simply receive his comp copy from the Warehouse and open it up randomly to any page. There it was. Staring him, and anyone else remotely involved in the project, right in the face.
Many a red-faced editor was called to his and/or the Editorial Manager’s office on the day stock was delivered to face the music. Sometimes, you simply dreaded signing off on the van dykes authorizing Production to push the “print” button.