I Zone Out











I’m not gonna lie, I miss the days when friends would just show up at my door without the text! I’m guilty of it too though. Ours is a strange generation because we can clearly remember life before cell phones, text messages, caller ID, internet, etc. Now even little kids have cell phones. When was the last time somebody just showed up at your door, unexpectedly?

When I go to a friend’s house, I usually give them a, “I just left my house!” text followed by a, “I am at your house” text. Why are we so afraid to ring the doorbell/knock?

As much as I would love to return to the good ol’ days, I guess I have to accept that times are changin’ and go with it. I have to admit, though, I hate facebook, instant message, and text messages, although I am addicted to this new and strange form of socialization. I especially hate how things get misinterpretted. “Look, Rachel… look at this text message he sent me. He only added one exclaimation mark instead of two. He must not be into me.” Shit like that. Stupid shit like that. Oh, and I hate these kinds of misinterpretation: “this isn’t working.” (Our relationship? Or the phone?) What about this one I got recently on facebook from this DB I haven’t talked to in four years… “Hey baby. I’m drunk. Do you want to hook up?” Ew. Just some advice. Humor doesn’t come out right and neither does flirtation. A question mark is not sexy. 

Okay. Text messages are useful in some situations. When you have just a simple question: “what time is the party,” or statement: “I’ll call you back later. I’m in class.” That works. Sometimes, you just can’t talk. And sometimes, you don’t want to accidentally start a conversation with a chatty person. 

Anyway, just a rant. Maybe I’ll fight the urge and just show up next time. 



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