As most of you know, I embrace technology. I am always online; paying bills, booking hotel rooms, reading reviews, and so on. I recently learned that now I can deposit a check via my iphone. Deposit a check! Pretty soon I will be a recluse. Cashing checks was one of the few things left that made me go out in to the real world.
But one technology I have not embraced is texting. I mean...emailing is easier, cheaper, faster, etc. A phone call relays the message more quickly and is more personal. We all know I hate the phone, but for a while I would rather call someone than use my thumbs and the cumbersome numerical keyboard to communicate with people.
Not to mention I think people who texts while driving are moronic idiots who should be banned from the planet. [Really I think I am going to die in a crash where the other driver was texting because I feel really really fiery about this issue. It's personal people, use your brain, it's my life..your dang texting can wait]
But! Everyone in the entire world communicates almost exclusively by texting. So...I ordered 200 texts a month. But pretty soon I learned that wasn't enough if I am to maintain friendships, serve in my church, manage my Texas property and pretty much to simply live my life. So last month I upped it up to 1500 texts a month.
Not one day in to my new found freedom to text at will (except while driving, obviously), I was able to recall another reason that I hate texting. You may recall that I also hate proofreading, and not proofreading + texting turns out to be a potent combination for disaster. And though it isn't nearly as hilarious as what happened to Kate, Lately. Here was my recent texting debacle.
I was texting my renters and trying to ask them about our garage door (which incidentally collapsed again...is it normal to have to spend hundreds of dollars on a garage door every few months? Mercy me)
I was trying to text this...
"Is the garage door working better? That door is nothing but trouble!"
My renter normal texts back after a few moments but about after an hour I went back and reread my text, which read...
"Is the sage door working better? Thyroid is nothin but trouble!"
Me "..."
What the heck were they supposed to respond to that?
I hate texting. Have I mentioned that?
5 comments:
That's too funny! Another good texting story to share :)
I seriously can't stop laughing...that is so funny!!
Just had to tell you, (again,I know I've said it once before)how much I love your blog. You always make me laugh. You have such a way with words, you really should write a book!
-your former (and quite old) Primary teacher,
Julie Doane DeMille
That actually had me laughing out loud. :-) Lauree
I am personally so excited to hear you have more texts! Great story.
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