Comm(a) again?
"Every time I read an sms from my daughter, it's like solving a cryptic clue!" |
You glance at the message that’s just beeped into your cell phone, and go:
“Oh no, et tu?”
“Who?” your kids mumble, with their eyes firmly fixed on the TV.
“Your aunt.”
“Why? What’s she done now?”
“Just look at her message – a colon, a dash and the second half of parentheses.”
“She’s smiling.”
“I know what it’s supposed to mean.... I just didn’t think she’d succumb to this new ‘language’ too. How old does she think she is?”
“That’s both mean and age-ist.”
“There’s no such word.”
“There is now.”
“Fine – say it in punctuation-ese.”
Okay – the atmosphere is getting distinctly ruffled, so you decide to be the adult and calm down.
“All I’m saying is this New Age techno-language is getting too much. Grt 2 C U, ROFL... no one uses words. Is this the end of the Full Sentences Era?”
Making a sound that’s an interesting blend of irritation and indulgence, your kids move on to more important things.
“What’s for dinner?”
You think for a minute, then say, “Eight – Dash – First-half-of-parentheses.”
“Eh?”
“Yep...in other words, it’s your turn to handle the kitchen. And that’s nothing to LOL about.”
Nice.
Nice to have the last word for once...even if it’s just... er...‘symbol’-ic.
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