I’m Not Sure You Did Put That In a Nice Way
I don’t know what’s up with these kids today, what with their kinescopes and their radium guns. So perhaps I commit a failure of 21st century etiquette when a series of text messages meant for someone else starts appearing on my seldom-used mobile phone. The first few I ignore. Are you supposed to text right back when you get a wrong message? Do you treat ‘em like spam? I figure that the sender will talk to the intended recipient and realize she has the wrong number. Is that the rule? I dunno.
The messages are of a basic “where are you now?” nature, and become more flirtatious over time.
Hii baby boy!!
Then the relationship becomes clearer:
Yo nathaniel this is ur gurls friend wats poppin.
At this point, my concern for poor Nathaniel and his failure to receive his booty texts overwhelms my apathy and I send a message:
You’re texting a wrong #
In response, the sender says:
Oh sorry
Which should be the end of it, right?
But somehow the full implications don’t register, and three days letter she sends another pair of messages meant for Nathaniel to my number.
Hii nathaniel...umm how do i put this in a nice way...i have another person on the side...and i don’t want to keep liein to u befor u find
[cont’d] out... so i think it would be best if we were just friends
Burgeoning communications technologies provide innovative new ways to get dumped. Although we can all agree that Nathaniel is better off in the long run, it is cold to get sent to the curb via text. Worse still to get dumped by a text you haven’t even received.
I imagine their next meeting was on the awkward side.