My antagonist.

Auto-correct frustrates me on a daily basis. Just the other day, I left a blog comment about my grammar nerdiness. It auto-corrected to grammar neediness. I am not grammar needy. At least, I don’t think I am.

My all-time favorite auto-correct was when I was texting with my mom about an upcoming marinara-making session. She instructed me to buy romantic tomatoes. Romantic tomatoes!? She meant roma tomatoes. Auto-correct strikes again.

This video sums it up nicely:


About Heather Brainerd

Intuitive healer + meditation guide
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