I am late to the party.
Everyone has moved on— the productivity gurus are off to greener pastures. I feel like that person you know who saw the touring act of Hamilton for the first time just recently:
Holy shit.
Well, what did you expect? The adulation of millions didn’t tip you off to greatness?
But no matter how many rapturous blog posts I’d read, nothing could have prepared me for the instinctive genius of a text expander. It still slaps, even if I’m late to the party.
You seriously mean I never have to type “Principal-in-Charge” ever again? Or look up the address of our Casper office?
It’s a delight—but it’s also a delight to be wary of. After all, the text expander is a prime example of what Khe Hy calls “$100 work.” Toying around with a text expander is just streamlining your busywork. It’s not “moving the needle,” to use his words.
So, as addictive as it might be to play around the new text expander, it bears asking: What am I doing with all the time that I’ve saved?
Taylor Coe 