The auto-complete saga continues:
I type, “Heya!” My phone pulls up, “Hats!” I like the enthusiasm and I do love hats, but M will think I’m weird sending her that at 7AM.
I type, “YES.” My phone types, “GET.”
Yes, all right. I’ll get a hat. I’ll put one on right now. Will you let me call the shots if I’m wearing a hat, you ##(*@#! phone?