Posts Tagged ‘phone’
“Listen I need to tell you something. It’s important.”
“What? What is it?”
“Go in the other room. I’ll txt it to you.”
Seeng my wife’s phone with a battery below 50% stresses me out. I’m constantly plugging it in for her. I’m her charger fairy.
It’s very disheartening when I send a message to someone and their response is “All I see are a bunch of empty boxes.”
“Oh, it was supposed to be a pile of poop, a face vomiting and then a rocket ship. It doesn’t really have the same impact when I type it out like that.”
There are many people I know now that I’ve never met in person. We mainly interact through text and photos they’ve taken of themselves. These pictures are much more intimate than years ago when you had to ask someone else to take a picture of you.
I get this a lot when my sleep schedule is messed up. I can’t remember what I’m doing or what I’m supposed to be doing. “What is this text file full of jokes I keep looking at? Some of these are funny! I wonder who wrote them.”
Stop, drop and roll! Wait no… dump baking soda on a ringing phone. Touch the phone and see if it’s hot first then escape out the window.
Having a day where I suddenly can’t bend over without pain makes me really appreciate the Chris Hallbeck from a few years ago that decided to start wearing slip-on shoes.