Something Has Gone Horribly Wrong
At any given moment, at any given place, there they are. Our "Me" generation youth heads down and fingers moving a thousand miles an hour. Texting away and for hours on end. The sad part, or one of the many, is this is about all the exercise they get through the day. I'm surprised they don't have fingers the size of fence poles.
Of course, you have to have a degree in hieroglyphics to understand what most of these texts are saying. The abbreviations are mind-blowing. My granddaughters sometimes text me, and I get embarrassed at the many times I have to ask them what they are saying. Then when they realize they will have to "spell" it out for me, they become embarrassed, because like many and I'd wager like most teenagers today, they have a hard time even spelling c-a-t, cat!
To point fingers as to how and why this has happened is pointless. I'm sure we all could debate this for hours on end, and I don't think any of us would be completely satisfied with the results. It's just a never-ending circle of hopelessness...
One of the things that annoy me more than anything, is getting a text, answering it, and waiting for a reply. Not that it is world-shattering or world ending if I don't, just that sometimes my texts do require replies, and if I don't receive them, then I'm often at a complete loss as to what my next move may well be.
If you had the time to send the first message, I would think you have the time to at the very least answer my reply, if one is needed. After all, it is common courtesy, if we were standing in the same room side by side, and you asked me a question, instead of me answering you, I just walked off with you standing there with your mouth open, waiting for a reply... wouldn't that just piss you off a little?
All it takes is a brief moment of your time, a simple yes or no, or just even a maybe... Not answering someone is rude, and it often leads to much more than if you'd have had the common courtesy of sending that awaited answer. Ah well, I have to go, I'm waiting for a text...