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NNadir

(33,368 posts)
Sat Oct 3, 2020, 12:39 PM Oct 2020

My spell checker is always acting smarter than I am, so I beat the crap out of it.

I typed "highly sulfonated quinolindinium/benzyloxazolidinium copolymeric catalyst" in a note to myself and the sucker choked.

I sometimes get tired of its smart assed spelling and grammar corrections. It's like that spelling bee winner in the fifth grade who liked to stick her tongue at you.

It's probably sulking somewhere in its solid state silicon brain.

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My spell checker is always acting smarter than I am, so I beat the crap out of it. (Original Post) NNadir Oct 2020 OP
I wish they'd bring Clippy back Shermann Oct 2020 #1
Really? I wanted to MontanaMama Oct 2020 #2
Me, too! displacedtexan Oct 2020 #6
Awwww..... murielm99 Oct 2020 #3
Clippy? 😂 bronxiteforever Oct 2020 #4
That made me laugh Ferrets are Cool Oct 2020 #5
You think that's bad? zanana1 Oct 2020 #7
Spell THAT, Susan Elmore! lastlib Oct 2020 #8
Well, unless you know better, it may help to make up a story about Susan Elmore... NNadir Oct 2020 #9

Shermann

(7,356 posts)
1. I wish they'd bring Clippy back
Sat Oct 3, 2020, 12:41 PM
Oct 2020

Clippy was genuinely helpful and got me over my anxieties over using Microsoft Office.

lastlib

(22,981 posts)
8. Spell THAT, Susan Elmore!
Sun Oct 4, 2020, 12:53 PM
Oct 2020

I lost a second grade spelling bee. Out of about seventy kids, nobody thought I would even show up near the end. Everyone thought it would be Jim or JoEllen, or Linda, or Susan, or Mary. Nope. It came down to me and Susan Elmore, and we went head to head for about ten rounds. Then I got the word "vegetable"--I knew how to spell it; but when I got to the second 'e', I stuttered. Said the 'e' twice accidentally--and the teachers counted it! And Susan spelled it and won the damn contest. STILL pisses me off ROYALLY--after 56 years! --- ---

NNadir

(33,368 posts)
9. Well, unless you know better, it may help to make up a story about Susan Elmore...
Sun Oct 4, 2020, 01:41 PM
Oct 2020

...since you are in the baby boomer generation and enough time has passed so that anything could have happened to little Susan, particularly in our generation.

A vindictive tale you could visualize could start with Susan going off to college and hooking up with a guy from that college she ran into at Woodstock, who ended up getting her pregnant while they were both tripping on acid. And then, back at college, that guy runs off with her best friend. Then Susan's father, a right winger, comes across pictures of Susan naked in a pond at Woodstock in a magazine, with the result he cuts Susan off in her junior year. After failing to complete her degree, Susan ends up getting a job as an executive assistant in the Trump organization, leaving in a huff, to join Harvey Wasserman's Miramar, and then leaving in a huff, and marries a stoner/alcoholic whose rug shampoo business fails, causing Susan to become an alcoholic herself, and as a result, is blitzed so often that she couldn't even come close to spelling "vegetable." After years of rehab, which is partially successful for short periods, Susan ends up in the food service industry, delivering bread to nursing homes and rehab facilities, and sometimes vegetables, which happily, she has finally remembered how to spell.

Alternatively, if you find yourself getting over it, you can imagine that Susan went to medical school and ended up working in an huge HMO in San Diego making just enough money to afford to buy a ranch house in Poway that burns down in a massive brush fire, burning up her precious plastic second grade spelling bee trophy.

I'm just saying...

I can't tell you the awful things I imagine happening to my spell checker.

Maybe though, you can find it in your heart to forgive Susan, and realize that the teachers, not Susan, who cheated you because of a stutter and that all those teachers are almost certainly all dead. You can then live with the happy thought that a famous stutterer is now likely to become President of the United States.

Think happy thoughts...think happy thoughts...think happy thoughts...

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