I talk to my computer. Depending on my mood, my headset and speech recognition are optional. When I’m not apologising for the coffee stains, procrastinating, shall we say, positively willing it to hurry up, or punching the keys, I’m dictating. And sometimes, I’m misquoted. Hemingway thinks I should be more interesting. Or grammatically incorrect.
Some recent examples are:
I Said: She wished she could speak French like French people.
He Heard: She wished she could speak Brent like I was winners.
I Said: Quick and mysterious
He Heard: Quaking and WRONG
I Said: There was nothing mysterious about her.
He Heard: There was nothing is doing well.
I Said: She worked in a flower shop, and had a cat.
He Heard: In working order and bed-head (found poetry?)
I said: Whose idea was death-metal first thing in the morning?
He Heard: Who’s idea was death-metal first thing in the morning? (Interesting)
I said: She stole her lipstick.
He heard: She stole her relative’s take. (More interesting)
Has your computer ever misquoted you?
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