2010
now she’s in purple, now she’s a turtle
maura @ 10:16 pm
You may have heard about this newfangled invention the kids are all crazy over: text messaging.
Texting! OMG!
For the longest time we did not have free texting on our phones. Mostly it was stinginess thriftyness: I don’t like talking on the phone at all, but I also couldn’t really fathom that I would text enough to make it worth the money. Plus it bugs the hell out of me that we can have 40 million billion jillion unused phone minutes (see above re: my dislike of telephone communication) BUT the phone company has the gall to charge us, charge us!, for texting. Harrumph! Get me my tin cans and string, you whipper-snapper!
It was sometimes hilarious not to have a texting plan. Occasionally I get wrong-number texts, which are even more annoying when they cost $0.25 a pop *and* when the sender refuses to believe that you are not her/his friend. But now that we have a text plan, I can get into true identity SMS fights with ease!
I guess it was one text too many, but one day I said, “hey, maybe we should get a text plan.” And thus it was to be, and verily, we were texting by nightfall. Mostly I just text Jonathan. Thanks to the fabulous iphone emoji app, we can also send each other tiny pictures of hearts, clouds, food, drink, and smiling poop (scroll down on that page for the poop).
But recently I’ve started to text others more and more. My siblings + parents, esp. over the holiday. Pals, esp. when I am running late. Tonight was a breakthrough — Jonathan texted a new babysitter we’re hoping to engage, and I was texted by one of Gus’s friend’s parents. OMG this texting is amazing! No putting off phone calls forever because I don’t want to make them, no awkward small talk is possible in 160 characters. Texting FTW!
3 comments on “now she’s in purple, now she’s a turtle”
TINY e-mail, is what it is! My arm is about to fall off from textitis. Wonder how those darn kids do it? Also, the emoticons on the blackberry — some are too small for my crummy eyes to see. And there’s no “rolling eyes in disgust” emoticon. I could use one of those.
I know, I spend half my texting time fixing typos, which is annoying. But the poop is hilarious, srsly.
Feh. ‘Spensive email, is all it is. Why back in my day, we’d check the email two, three times daily. Worked just fine. And we could send more than 160 ascii per, that’s for darn tootin’!