Him: Can we make plans not in a text message?
Me: I like texting.
Him: Well maybe that's because I'm an adult and you're a child.
Me: Sometimes I can say something in a text that would take an hour of bullshitting to get out of a conversation on the phone.
That was the beginning of the annoyance I could hear in his voice.
Text messaging. Is there really an age where people began holding their conversations through their fingers rather than their ears and mouths? Is the birth year cut off 1982? What 27-year-old doesn't text? My DAD texts me to tell me he's in town. He turns 50 next week. Oy vey. Someone make me a drink. Or send me a text and we'll go get one.
1 comment:
Eh. Don't hate me, but I can kinda see his point. When I was in England people wouldn't call each other, they would only text. When I came back home the texting phenomena hadn't hit here yet, but over the past 2-3 years it's slowly crept up. I see where "he" is coming from, it's almost becoming a lost art to pick up the phone and actually talk to someone. I'm the first to admit that I text too much–just look at my phone bill!- but I see his point.
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