So we all know the ups and down of the beautiful art of the Text Message. Personally it is my second favorite form of communication (first being face to face – I’mOldSchool). I love the text message because it is efficient, non-personal and realistically only taken half seriously. What I mean by that is if something goes terribly wrong via a ‘text convo’ no one really gets that upset lol.. At least I don’t (insert apology to people who do take everything I say via text ubber seriously).
Earlier in the week Team Cream’s December posted a blog and mentioned, quite perfectly might I add, that, “If you can master the Art of Not Texting the Ex, you own the right to drink at all meals ($4 bellini tues @ earls), meetings (cafe crepe), times of leisure (insert dive bar here), and pre leisure (my place, 40 of Grey).” (http://teamcream.wordpress.com/2008/11/13/ghetto-fabulous/)
Well.. speaking from the point of a masterer of the above mentioned and a lover of the Social DrinkDrink, that’s Fabulous! This however does also present the downside of the text message; much easier to justify on the late night tipsy tip for those who have not yet reached the Jedi Level of Ex Management.
An excellent example of the darker side of the text:
“4. Sending Texts to the Ex:
When text messaging was invented, drunk dialers around the world rejoiced. No longer were they required to leave the room to make their regretful phone calls, drawing the ire of their friends and missing out on all the fun. Now the party can continue unabated while the drunk gets to text “I miss u <insert gag-inducing pet name>” to their ex. When called out, the drunk will become very defensive and make a lame attempt to lie about it, and then mysteriously “call it a night” exactly twelve minutes later.” http://putupyourdukes.wordpress.com/2008/11/20/eight-things-drunk-people-will-never-admit-to/
However for some, there is an upside:
“DEFINITELY text that booty call on the late night. There’s nothing like the offer to “watch a movie” at 2:30 in the morning, which both parties willingly agree to with the unspoken understanding that the proposed activity is a complete crock of shit. Consequently, I’ve watched the first ten minutes of Mr. Deeds approximately thirty-seven times (I have no idea why this movie is my go-to for drunk hookups). I’m pretty sure that the late night booty call message is why texting was invented in the first place.” http://putupyourdukes.wordpress.com/2008/08/25/texting-etiquette/#more-204
Its Friday, let the text games begin.
Xoxo
- d.
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