I enjoy words. When I'm listening to music, I pay more attention to the lyrics than the guitar line. I generally enjoy the book more than the movie. I like common words, obscure words, esoteric words - I've been a wordsmith in one form or another all my life. Which is why my Kindle's autocorrect drives me bananas!
It's not just the curse words - I don't expect the Aunt Propers who generate the dictionary for the application to really know how to spell shitgibbon properly (although you've got to admit, it's been in common use a heck of a lot more since January 20th). But I'll be typing merrily along in a minor Facebook feud, get ready to hit send and realize that Autocorrect has changed twit to twist. Now, admittedly, the idiot I was talking to is both a twit and a twist, but I know what I was trying to say!
Then there's dealing with Hank. Ok, so myxoid uterine leiomyosarcoma is not something that comes up often, but I shouldn't have to continue to say "Yes, that's what I meant" every single time. Or if I want to be a little formal or arcane in my typing - it recognizes twerking (a truly loathsome neologism), but not grandiloquent or loquacious. When my vocabulary is more extensive than the machine I'm using, there's a basic issue here. And I'm pretty sure it's not with me.
