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Day 51 – The joys of autocorrect…


Today is a silly post but it seems I  have a lot of autocorrect issues, some of them positively ridiculous.They cause me to have some serious head shaking, wtf moments, on pretty much a daily basis.

This morning I sent a message to my friend who is traveling right now:

I love and misdemeanor you, xoxox      *miss

Today after school I asked my daughter:

Hey Kiddo, Hogwash your day?     *how was

At Christmas time I was searching for a present for my son-in-law & informed my eldest daughter:

I am having trouble finding a feces chess set for Ricky.     *decent

Last summer my son and I were discussing lunch plans and he texted me:

I’m glad it’s lunch soon, I am so horny!!

Quickly followed by:

HUNGRY! I am so hungry!

That one made me laugh until I cried! No 19 yr old wants to send that to his mother.

I must say my phone is very polite, it always changes swear words. It likes to save bizarre spelling mistakes so that it can use them at completely ridiculous and inconvenient moments. It also likes to change simple words like are to ate, and too to toilet… I have no idea why, but it makes for some very interesting conversations. Some days I laugh, some I get frustrated, and some I just give up.

Oh the joys of autocorrect… 🙂


Author: myspokenheart

Blogger, life lover, silly-hearted daydreamer...

5 thoughts on “Day 51 – The joys of autocorrect…

  1. Hee hee! I’m intrigued by the faeces chess set , I hope you found Ricky a good one 🙂


  2. Mine does that all of the time! Even when I try to articulate properly.


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