Autocorrect had struck again. My friend and co-My View writer Vickie Rubin had posted a beautiful blog on social media. "Very meaningful," I typed below the line in the comments section.
Or at least I thought I typed it. Worse, I was using my synagogue account instead of my own. A short while later, the synagogue Facebook page received a frantic message from Vickie: "Could the person who wrote that my blog was meaningless please change it.
I'm sure they meant to write meaningful!" I quickly went on-line and changed the comment. Afterward we had a good laugh. She had her share of autocorrect disasters herself including one to a grieving friend where she had written something to the effect of, "I hope you die.
" The whole incident was a reminder of the way technology can both help and hinder our lives. Think of all the times you hit "reply all" by accident on an email chain, when you meant to send it to a particular person. Or had your Zoom unmuted in the middle of a conversation you thought was private.
I always remember back to a trip I took to D.C. in the early 2000s.
I had printed out my Yahoo directions and knew exactly how to go. Only one problem, the route I had chosen was under construction. After driving back and forth on a highway extension, I finally pulled over to ask a cop.
After listening to my story, the police officer had me stick my hand out the car window. He slapped it lightly, saying, "That's for using Yahoo when you should be using a map." Over the years, na.
