So, there I was last night…trying diligently to attack my accounting homework (that means sailor vocabulary, pulling hair, throwing pencils…the usual happy environment during current, cash debt coverage, and inventory turnover ratios.  I got my Associate’s Degree in Accounting, then changed my major.  Doesn’t that give the school a tiny hint that I hate it?  Did they mention the mandatory Accounting 561 course was in the MBA program?  NO.  Would I have changed my mind about higher education?  Maybe.) …minding my own business…when I receive a text from my college daughter that said, “My opposum thanked me today for buying an App. Something you want to tell me woman?”

First of all, the apple doesn’t sound anything like the tree, right?  Lol.  She is my girl and it shows.  I may need to apologize to her later for having that effect, but for now, I couldn’t be more proud of this kid.  She is just one awesome…human.

Second of all, she was the first in the house to begin the iTunes account many years ago, therefore the email address on file is hers.  We share her username and password so we can all share the same materials.  No sense in buying the same song five times, right?

Third, if anyone goes into the account and changes the credit card on file to their own to purchase something and doesn’t change it back to mine…well, my next few purchases are on you and I certainly appreciate it!  (Actually, it amounts to doing bank transfers to pay them back, so it’s really not as fun as it sounds.)

So, back to the text.  I wrote her back, “Opossum???”  She responds with, “OMG, Mom…I wrote Ipod and it autocorrected to Opossum!”

I fell apart.

That is one of the FUNNIEST autocorrects I’ve been personally involved with…and I couldn’t stop laughing.  We’ve had a couple good ones, but nothing like this where she was thanked by an opposum.  And all I kept thinking was don’t you have to have used that word in your texting experiences for it to autocorrect to that?  Why in the world would she have the word Opossum in her history file and not Ipod??  Maybe I don’t wanna know!

It went on for hours.  She talked about my visit in a few weeks, and I told her “yes, I am still coming down so move your opossum over and make room for me”…she’s twenty years old…we can talk like that now and it’s so much fun, however she did call me a bad name after that last text. Think I should ground her?  Actually, I wish she’d ground me.

But the whole incident reminded me so much of the “Damn You Autocorrect” examples that have floated around emails and is posted all over the internet, so I thought I’d share my tear filled laughter with all of you and repost some here…. it is FRIDAY after all!

Here are some of the funnier ones (GRANDMA AND MOM, IF YOU’RE READING THIS, NOW WOULD BE THE TIME TO STOP!  RATED- R MATERIAL AHEAD):

Thanks DamnYou AutoCorrect!!!!