I hope to never text again. I tried it briefly and it didn’t stick. My fingers are too fat. Genetically, I’m much better with an old-fashioned dial, corded telephone. The free app I downloaded to text with on my iPod touch even dropped me. It told me I didn’t text enough so I could no longer have it. Being rejected by a free app is never good.
A local grocery store asked me to attend one of their press events recently. When the organizer of the event looked at my business card, he said, “OK, I’ll text you to confirm the details.” After I explained that the phone number on my card was my home phone number and the only number I use, he got a glazed over look in his eyes. “You don’t text?” was all he mumbled. I never heard back from him. It seems that I didn’t get the information on the event because I don’t text.
Is this what we’ve come to? Those who text and those who don’t? What if I like talking on the phone better? But, please don’t call me on my cell phone either. (I only have it in case my 19-year-old Subaru stops working.) My cell phone is rarely turned on and when it is , and someone calls me, it’s the wrong number.
One of our teens texts (it’s not a cell phone). He had to be a certain age to do so and then he had to sign a contract with us before we agreed to him texting. Part of the contract is that he has to set aside 20 minutes each week to sit down and talk with us. Uninterrupted, set the timer, no distractions he has to tell us what is going on in his life. Some of these “20 minutes” are better than others mostly because it takes 20 minutes for a teenage boy to warm up and get ready to talk to his parents. He doesn’t want to text with his mom either. He says it’s weird. He’s also required to make several phone calls each week as part of the contract. Phone manners are still important for kids to learn, even in our texting world.
Using Twitter is hard enough for me. The pressure to shorten your tweet to 140 characters or less is bad. Twitter has me shortening words, leaving out punctuation, and using the characters “/” the slash and the “#” left and right. I cringe every time it happens and I’m the one doing it.
So, please call me. On my old corded home phone number that will forever remain a land-line. I promise to call you back but please don’t make me text.
Are you a texter? Does it agree with your thumbs? Do I need to get with the program?