I texted a client the other day. Auto-correct in action – it changed the word “that” to the word “twat”. I wanted to kill myself the minute I saw the send confirmation. "Do you want twat for Monday?" was in the little blue bubble. I sent another text immediately, blaming auto-correct and apologized several times. “Damn you Auto Correct” didn’t seem to cover my feeling – more like “Fuck you! OMG! I hate you Auto Correct”. It felt like a lifetime waiting for her text back. Luckily, she had a good sense of humor and laughed it off. Holy crap - my nerves are shot.
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