Wrong text..er?
Welcome to the 21st century... where a wrong number now can take all night before you realize you have a wrong number...
My phone beeps... Not a call... a message... usually this is Cricket spam... but not tonight...
My phone: "Hey Cowgirl"....
Me: ...
I type (Very very slowly... I've never used this function before): "Boogers."
My Phone: "What? I'm a booger?"
I start to realize that any of my friends or family would know that only I would respond with "Boogers"... I start to worry.... I... I panic... I ignore the message...
Three hours later:
My Phone: "So, you were calling me a booger?"
I type (Again, with painstaking slowness): "Technically, it's better than Cowgirl" I also note that as keen as my phone is on guessing what words I'm typing in, it neither knows "Technically" nor "Cowgirl"... which is a statement in and of itself...
I don't think the fella on the other end knows he's talking to a 33 year old male... I think he has mistakenly tried to text his girlfriend... and got me...
I sure hope he looks at the telephone number that he is texting... for the next message I shall send back is;
"Son, I don't know who you thought you were texting, but I'm too damn old to type on this keypad... perhaps you should talk to my training daughter..."
Of course, that'll take me all night to type...
Thus, I will have spent six hours telling this poor fella he has a wrong number...
It took me three to realize it myself...
Welcome to the ironies of the modern world...
---Me.
4 Comments:
Mal, you are married... need I say more?!?! :P
But I will always love you, even though I have to go get your cane :P
Maia: Isn't that strange? You'd think he would have checked the number or something... People are odd...
Yes, but I so love you both :D
pbudo...
The little-known 13th planet...
<---goes and looks for his cane to hit Mal with...
<---has lost it... probably left it outside or in the bathroom, or in his car...
<---forgot he had a car...
What were we talking about, again?
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