Sometimes, the things in life that are “supposed” to make our lives easier, actually lead to more frustration.
Such as autocorrect.
Today, I was texting with one of my sons...I’m trying to set up a photo shoot with my kids, and I was attempting to tell my son the location of where I wanted the photo shoot. There’s a beautiful park close to our home, with an enchanting waterfall...the park is located at the corner of two streets, Pryor and Chipman Road.
Which is what I was trying to type.
Autocorrect wasn’t having any of that, though - “Chipman” doesn’t exist in Autocorrect World, as I found the hard way:
How rude!
I really DO hate autocorrect sometimes.
Sigh.
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