Text messaging is something that many of us have mastered, that is until auto correct began. Now intelligent messages that make sense are taken over and possessed by this great invention called auto correct. It always makes life interesting. I seriously wonder what people 30-50 years from now are going to think if they come across our communication data. Between the abbreviations we do ourselves such as BRB, BTW, BFF combined with auto correct, our decedents are going to think we were a hopeless bunch of illiterates.
Even more hysterical are the messages you get from people who try to voice text. A friend of mine who NEVER swears used voice texting to send a message to her daughter, which came across as her having said F***K — it wouldn’t even spell out what it thought she said, and regardless it was dead wrong. I once received a voice text that was supposed to be a serious message and related to work, but came across saying something about a bikini and the beach. Not even close to what the message was. It did give us a good laugh when the person walked in and said “did you get my message?” and I responded with “yes, but what does it mean?”
Now all we have to do is learn how to prevent our computers and phones from sending the messages they think we want to send, but on a positive note “…you’ll never be nored, bired, bored” when trying to get a message across, even though “I get accused on a public ER page by a paranoid food of being g a troll with multiple profiles.” For the record, those are messages I have received, not sent. Sometimes depending on the message I get to laughing hysterically at what has come across, or what I have sent.
For now, Have a Fun New GHT — which should have said Have a fun night!