Autocorrectica

I email, text, tweet, Facebook and can even Photoshop images of myself before they go to print in whatever Conde Nast magazine happens to be writing my praises at the moment. However, sometimes I’m a little less reluctant than my peers to jump on board for the latest technological gimmick and thus come across as a little less technologically savvy than others. I’ve decided I want to use that tendency to my advantage.

Therefore, from now on, when I’m frustrated with someone, I think I’ll just send a text that says “You’re a f**king turd faced slice of bitch from hell, you douchec**ker” and immediately send a follow-up text saying “Oh my gosh! My new phone autocorrected that! Sorry! I Meant to say “Hey! How are you? It’s been forevsies! xoxo”