Class Notes #3 — Emails from Students

A friend told me that auto-correct is like an elf who wants to help except he’s drunk. The latest batch of emails and essays from students are covered with drunk-elf fingerprints. They make up words like “multiplitude” and “exuberated”. They don’t notice when autocorrect turns “conservation” into “conversation”, “meditation" into “mediation”, or “baked” into “naked”. Last week I got this email from a student:

“Hi, Jenna,

I woke up feeling pretty light headed and had a super bag soar throat. I won’t be in class today, is there anything I need to do to have all my dicks in a row on Friday?”

When I was in school, I would have been mortified to accidentally send a drunk-elf email to one of my profs. I avoided mistakes at all costs (often at the expense of learning) because I didn’t know how to laugh at them. I would not have been able to respond like my student did:

“I just read all the auto corrected typos. Oh boy. I best get all my dicks in a row before I email you again!”