Ain’t Technology Wonderful?

Hi Fred, this is Alan next door. I have a confession to make. I’ve felt guilty these past few months and have been intending to tell you to your face, but I am at least now telling you in text as I longer go on without you knowing.

The truth is I have been sharing your wife, day and night when you’re not around. In fact, probably more than you.
I hope you will accept my sincerest apologies and forgive me. Please suggest a fee for usage, and I’ll pay you whatever you think might be just compensation.

Regards, Alan.

THE RESPONSE

Fred, feeling insulted and betrayed, grabbed his gun, and shot his neighbor dead.
He returned home where he poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa.
He took out his phone where he saw he had a second message from his neighbor.

THE SECOND MESSAGE

Hi Fred,

This is Alan next door again. Sorry about the typo on my last text.
I expect you figured it out anyway, and that you noticed that darned Auto-Correct changed “wi-fi” to “wife” Technology hey?

Regards, Alan