I’ve been a texting fool since picking up my new phone on Friday. The huge keyboard on this thing makes it SO freaking easy to text, so of course, I’m rubbing it in. I sent Sindy a text from the restroom of the bar I was at on Friday night, at 1:45 am, and I’m a better drunk texter on the new phone than I was sober on the old phone. I decided to torment Amy about my mad skills, since she’s admitted she is not hip to texting. I just sent her this super long message - capital letters in all of the right places, everything spelled correctly, even punctuation, and got this in reply:
o m g i am a texting idiot. Seriously.
Hee, hee! I need to relish in this moment, because there are so many things Amy does better than me!
You forgot that the first “o” was capitalized. It did that automatically for me and then wouldn’t let me put OMG together. Texting sucks, dude! I need to take a texting class. HA! How lame would that be?
Oh man, I am a text messaging freak too. We need to exchange numbers. I got an enV a couple of months ago and I’d sleep with it if I could.
I can see it now…coming this fall to your local community college…
Texting 101 for the Over 30 Crowd
Ummm where do I sign up for that class. I have no idea how to text. **blush** Amy, I’ll be your roommate at school . LOL