I will admit that I am not the best texter in the world and my daughters will tell you I am the worst in the history of texting. I hated texting when it first started. Mostly because my daughters were doing it constantly and at breakneck speed. My fingers could not move that fast. Plus I didn’t have the patience to get the grammar and punctuation perfect like some people. But I have learned that you have to write well in texts.
Most times, I prefer to talk on the phone. But more and more people in my life prefer to text. One girlfriend will text whole conversations rather than picking up the phone. Are we that busy that we can only communicate in short sentences? When my kids want to rant about the way that I have handled something or are angry with me, the texts practically blow up my phone. They come flying at me fast and furious. The sound the phone makes when a text comes in says, “take that and that and that.”
Often when I text I get things wrong. If I do it without my glasses it’s a disaster. My kids will text me back and say, ”Speak English or what are you saying?” Part of the blame goes to auto correct. But apparently it’s the way I text that they don’t like.
I asked them about this recently and they had quite a bit to say. It was in a group text. Paige told
me I text like an android. She wrote, “An example of your texting is me saying Mom I got an ‘A’ on a paper and you respond with an entirely emotionless ok.” In my defense, I just wanted to acknowledge I got the text. I was busy working.
Grace followed up by saying that I don’t respond with the normal affection one needs in a message and that, “The apathy is why you’re a bad texter.” She says this exchange explains it all. She was on her way home for Christmas break when she sent these texts. “Met the love of my life on the plane. Also the same pilot who almost got us killed going to Chicago was flying today.” My text to her. “Oh”. Paige chimes in to say, “That is literally it. I think I told you Logan (her boyfriend) was in a car accident and your response was I’m sorry.”
I texted them back and said that’s why they should pick up the phone and call, so I can show more concern. Paige said, “Calling is extra.”
Grace added,” There’s no time.”
That’s why they get an “Oh.”
Lisa Robinson is the mother of two amazing young women. She is a freelance writer for several Baltimore area magazines, including Chesapeake Family Life. Lisa works as a news anchor and investigative reporter for WBAL-TV in Baltimore. When she’s not dealing with the drama of her two daughters, she’s busy cooking, working out, hosting her friends for get-to-getters, reading, and writing a non-fiction book. Lisa is one of the funniest people you’ll get to know. She relishes in saying the things others are afraid to. You can catch up with Lisa here and on Facebook and Twitter.