Growing Old Gracefully

Half of getting old, is growing old gracefully, realizing that something’s will change around you, and you will be oblivious to it, mentally being stuck in the 70’.

Text messaging is one of these things. It may be too late for me to catch on.

I just realized after reading Terri’s blog that my nephew text messaged me about three weeks ago and I was clueless until right now.

[Shrieking loud whistle blows while a guy in a striped shirt throws in a yellow old fart penalty flag]

I have looked at the message from my nephew several times after the fact. I didn’t know who it was from, or what they were talking about, even though he wrote in plain English.

I’m pretty up on most technology, but this is different. Text messaging requires young eyes and a command of ones thumbs.

My eyes are borderline needing readers. I am fighting the good fight but may have to slip on a pair of reading glasses if I plan to reply.

Second, I am coming off a hand injury, remember the pinky? Even though I doubt this finger would come into play, it’s a good excuse.

How come when you are young and nimble they made print and pencils so damn big. I remember being in the first grade and opening a book. I was dumb as a stump but I knew the writing was big. The pencils were fat as a hotdog too.

Now I am at the age where I can appreciate big print and hotdog size pencils and they tell me to put on glasses instead.

Anyway, Jay, I’ll get back to you, I promise.


none said...

I hate texting. It's like spelling those phone number words but having to write like that all the time.

I refuse to participate.

Anonymous said...

Ha ha! No rush :) I think I only assumed you might be into TMing since you are quite up to spped on computers and such.

Next time I will call and just let ya know I really suck on golf!!!

TerryC said...

Text messaging is definitely for those of the next generation. I hate talking on cell phones, but I refuse to text message. Isn't it easier to just dial the number and leave a voicemail?

First there was carpal tunnel from excessive computer use. What scourge will this silly practice bring?

Logzie said...

Yah, Reggie I am very surprised that you don't text message since you are up on everything else technical/computerical...or whatever! :0)

P.S.-I don't text either...but I atleast knew what it was! HA!

Anonymous said...

I text CONSTANTLY! I am addicted. I was running up phone bills so we had to get unlimited TMing. I would rather spend an hour making plans TMing then to call someone up and spend 5 minutes talking to them. I HATE talking on the phone.

Anonymous said...

I have a comment. Your 51! Damn, your old! So this is "the" blog. You can find anything on the web!

Reggie Hunnicutt said...

I know who you are you old fart...uncle Wendell.

Anonymous said...

You gotta be kidding. This is your first cousin-in-law

Anonymous said...

I'm not good at texting, but I know enough to get by. I hate it though!