You know what's annoying? Random texts from needy acquaintances who are all "I got a vibe you were mad at me. Did I do something wrong?"
I was at a pool party Saturday, and I was pretty full-on sick, so I wasn't really Party Girl. I'm not mad at this person (I'm not really anything at this person), so if she thinks I wasn't BFF enough with her, I do not know what to tell her. Because we are not BFFs.
I mean, I'm going to reply along the lines of, hey, I'm really sick, so I was pretty subdued at the party, no mad vibes.
But, really? I hate messages like that.
I feel ya. I object to any serious conversation in text or tweet form.
It's right up there with "Guess what!"
Dude, these exchanges are BRIEF. I am not doing this with you for an hour. I am not doing this with you in any sort of earnest. Where, when, and goofing off during meetings is the extent of appropriate thumb-typed 140 character communiqués.
I. Have. WATER.
Smonster has achieved 19th century technology.
Trudy, I'm so sorry about Dallas. I'm glad you have a vet you can talk to.
I feel ya. I object to any serious conversation in text or tweet form.
Plus, I just hate the needy "Are you mad at meeeeee?" question, especially coming from someone I really have no relationship with beyond acquaintanceship. I mean, I know acquaintances can get mad at each other, but I don't interact with her enough for feelings to really be an issue.
I think serious tweeting is weird, but I guess if you're doing it privately...it's just defaulted to so public. However, I can be serious in bursts of 140 characters. My texts can be just as emotive as short b.org posts.
Plus, I just hate the needy "Are you mad at meeeeee?" question
Heh. I always want to say, "Well,
now
I am, Drama Queen." Never goes well when I do, of course.
On the other hand, I can understand wanting the love and approval of La Teppalina.
Heh. I always want to say, "Well, now I am, Drama Queen." Never goes well when I do, of course.
Oh my god, I totally want to reply with that!
On the other hand, I can understand wanting the love and approval of La Teppalina.
It is like basking in my warm glowing glowing warmth.
However, I can be serious in bursts of 140 characters. My texts can be just as emotive as short b.org posts.
Fair 'nuff -- I just object to
receiving
them. If I were walking down the street or waiting in line or dicking around during a meeting, "I'm preg. Husb is not father. BF has been beating me & I have cancer. Do u think I should get an abor or go through with it?" is annoying.
Actually, its not QUITE as bad as "Are you mad at meeeeeee?" because at least I can give a one word answer.
