You may not know this. But I have a gift.
In college we had a research day that required for one of my MGMT classes. Ensue an entire 80 minutes of lecture from the dusty librarian man. He put this small curved object on the podium - travel size and the first person to give him the proper term for the object would win.
GUESS WHO OWNED THAT COMPETITION.
I didn't think anything of it then. Whatever. Google that shit, get a certificate.
But now? Hit me up with whatever - Need a reverse phone number look up? I'll GTS that and correlate the findings with a church bulletin. Results within 15 minutes (don't ask). Master of my craft.
Ne-Yo: I hereby now commission you to provide me a service...
>> find a website dedicated to Auto-Correct mishaps
if such a site exists not, create it
with a "what was sent vs. what was meant" column
me: ha i'm sure that exists
and that it's epic
Ne-Yo: DISCOVER IT
me: i'll do my darndest
Ne-Yo: I'm scouring
with no luck
Ne-Yo: you're more connected than I am
me: it's true. i've got a gift
Ne-Yo: I'm anxiously awaiting your results
me: give me 5 minutes
me: you're welcome: http://www.redpenbrigade.com/?cat=41
Ne-Yo: I didn't see a series of text messages lol
me: you didn't specify
Ne-Yo:yes I did!
auto correct mistakes!
me: bitches i'm ill.
That's right. Bitches I'm ill.