My Phone Thinks I’m a Danger to Myself and Others
There was a time when autocorrect was supposed to be our silent saviour—helping us spell “necessary” without mental gymnastics, swooping in to fix our clumsy thumbs, and making sure we didn’t accidentally text our boss about “ducking up the spreadsheet.” But somewhere along the line, autocorrect turned rogue. Mine, specifically, now appears to believe I’m a menace to society. It started…












