Texting, Schmexting

The wonderful world of text messaging. Guess what? It ain't that wonderful anymore.

Texting is a great novelty. Quick and easy for letting someone know you were running late, saying I love you, or maybe an inside joke that could be conveyed in 160 characters or less. It was never meant to be a new way of conversing in depth conversations.

I'd like to call it laziness. But really, they're creating more work for themselves. "They" being the people who can't pick up their damn phone to make a plan. The effort of opening the phone and pressing "talk" is apparently more than morse coding the buttons thousands of strikes just to finish what would've taken less than two minutes in real conversation.

It gets even worse in dating. Texting has become the cop out for guys. They don't have the balls to call you on that third day so shooting the text message equivalent of "Hey, what's up? Wanna go out?" then sufficed. How impersonal can you get?!? I mean, hell...one year the only thing I got from the guy asshole I was dating was a "Happy Valentines Day" text. If a dude wants to win me over, he best be picking up the phone and uttering a few simple words. Because dammit, I'm worth it. And so are you.

At any rate, it boggles my mind as to how text messaging has become the new conversation. How about some old fashioned talk time? Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I don't text...because most of you reading know that I use it often. However, I use it for brief things...or to initiate conversation or thoughts that need to be continued in person, on phone, etc. It's gotten so bad that I've known couples to actually have arguments over text messaging! And we wonder why we all end up in therapy...

Technology I tell you...it's the new drug. It'll kill you. (Or at least the decency of mankind.)