Damn You, Autocorrect (Quincy Edition)
Ever wonder how your phone's autocorrect function would handle some of Quincy's stranger names?
Autocorrect is a necessary evil. I suppose more times than not, it’s all “Don’t worry, I got your back, Bro” and switches “luncj” to “lunch” or “wrok” to “work”. And you’re all “Gee, thanks, Autocorrect! That is exactly what I meant to type!”
But other times, it gets all cocky and goes rogue on you. All the sudden, instead of getting tickets to Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, it’s all “TWO TICKETS TO BRUNCH SPRINGS STEEP AND THE EBAY STREET BANK COMING UP!”
So I got to thinking, how would autocorrect handle some of Quincy’s peculiarly-spelled businesses, restaurants, events, attractions, etc.
So I started typing. And here’s what happened.