Mannnnnn! Is he calling again? Why does Mom ASSUME that I have the
celly (translation: cellular phone) attached to my ear at all times? When I don’t answer she thinks I’ ducking her, when I do answer, she doesn’t believe that I’m at home…when I’M AT HOME!!!! And she thinks I’m DUCKING her? I’m annoyed...
But
SMS saved me…no really. SMS is a wonderful way to act out all of my “I’m-not-ignoring-you-but-I-don’t-feel-like talking-to-you” tendencies. That and the “I’m-in-class” sneak text messages. I think the premise is wonderful; you can write anyone quickly, easily and did I mention cheaply? Of course, the cute little emoticons help to get your point across! J Not only that, I use SMS when my cell minutes are running low (Take that
Sprint Unholy Minion of Evil!) or I want to gossip about someone close by. Not you though…heh, heh… Discreet gossip, that’s the ticket! I could extol the virtues of SMS all day. Really. But true to form, I have to give the downside as well.
Other people, indeed nations have realized how big SMS is in the communications. Funny enough, laws governing what is acceptable communication from a legal standpoint has been charted for SMS messages. A peculiar example from the reading, was that Malaysia had to outlaw Islamic divorce via SMS (You can eat that
post-it break-up Carrie Bradshaw!). Sadly, SMS is used as a tool of avoidance when real conflict or miscommunication happens. This medium doesn’t enhance one’s social interaction skills, and instead builds a virtual wall between the texter and the textee during disagreements.
Selfish, possibly boorishly, this flaw doesn’t really matter to me! Wheeeeeee! I so enjoy pretending I didn’t get a text or didn’t read it or any other variation of socially unacceptable ignoring! Yup! It’s great! And the low-cost, high-effectiveness of text messaging guarantees that other socially selfish people can enjoy it too! Indeed, SMS has a variety of uses now, like a text message games, voting, auctions, purchases, download phone directory information and driving directions. I know it’s cliché but….the possibilities are endless! Again, I’m usually a stick-in-the-mud, Web 2.0 party pooper, but not today! I’m too busy texting my Mom from “home”…well, from the
Neiman Marcus sale….Hey! She always snaps up the good stuff from me…just don’t tell her where I am!