I'm finally moving into the twenty-first century with the rest of the world, though I've been so happy with my secondhand slide phone. You've heard that ignorance is bliss? Here's an example. While society communicates primarily via emojis, all I receive on my secondhand slide phone are little squares.
Me: "You're invited to my party! I'm inviting Jeremy Renner too!"
My sister-in-law Lovesme: " ⃣ ⃣ "
My sister-in-law Hatesme: " ⃣ ⃣ "
So I'm thinking, how sweet, they probably sent me heart emojis. With a smiley face! When in reality, I probably got a middle finger emoji, and a poop.
I lost my contacts in the move; even my children's numbers. The only phone number I still have is Grandma's, because it's been the same my whole life and I had it memorized from back in the late 1900's when we still had to actually dial.
Text me your number at 509-398-5304. For real.
Shout out to Miss M for the secondhand slide phone. It has served me well all these years!
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