There’s something that irritates me about software that I’ve barely met acting like it knows me, knows what I’m thinking, knows what I’m about to do. That’s why the first thing I do on any new phone is shut off T9 predictive text, that thing that tries to guess what I’m trying to type based on somebody’s idea of commonly used words. Almost as bad is the iPhone’s autocorrect feature — yeah, I typed “mome” and I meant “mome,” not “mime,” is that OK with you? But with my fat fingers, I’ve been learning to live with it.
