Let’s Talk: Bad Texters

It’s Monday.  I’m still sick.  So my attitude is a little salty.   So let’s talk about these flops for a second. Now, I pretty much have a close knit group of friends with whom I text and chat on the phone.  I find it easier to limit my irritation.  But after one of those “nights” out, I ended up trading numbers with a bunch of people who I don’t recall meeting and it reminded me that some people are awful at this texting thing.  So let’s lay out some ground rules.

1) No dumb acronyms. 

So I got a text the other day that started with “hru?”  What pray tell is that?

I was able to gather that it means “How are you?” but seriously, how hard is it to just type that out?  You couldn’t spare the additional second it takes to send a proper greeting?  We aren’t using T9 anymore and there isn’t a character limit.  It won’t hurt you.  I promise.

2) Calm down, ho!

If I haven’t responded in 9-10 messages spread over a day or two, there’s a few reasons.

A) I’ve lost my phone.

B) There’s an emergency situation.

C) I’m in a place with no signal.


So calm down, have a Kit Kat, and when I respond, we can chat.  If I don’t respond, hit that block button and keep me out of your life.

3) Respond.  

This may seem contrary to point two, but it is not.  If we are having a conversation that entails plans or any serious matter and there’s a period where you might not be able to reply, let somebody know.  If I’m at work and have a meeting, I’ll simply send a quick message as I walk that says, I’ll be back in a bit.  If you feel yourself falling asleep, just say so.  It saves times and is way more considerate.

4) Do not include people who don’t each other in group chats.

I don’t want to get messages about things I don’t care about from people I don’t know.  Unless I was told before hand, don’t just include my number in this.

5) No One Letter Responses

This is literally only okay if I’m picking you up and text you that I am here.  Otherwise, save that lazy shit for someone else.

6) Stop Yelling At Me

Give that exclamation point a rest.  Caps lock too.  So nasty and so rude!

7) Restrain yourself on emojis.

I know that the iPhone has a multitude of fun emojis.  But every sentence doesn’t need a smile.  And please know that the winky face is only for certain occasions.  Otherwise, it’s weird.

8) “What’s Up”

If you text me that and don’t continue the conversation, you’re edging towards getting deleted.  Why text me if you don’t have anything to talk about or can’t carry a conversation.  You initiated, talk to me hussy!

That’s all I have for now, but feel free to add your own rules!

Nobody’s Supposed To Be Here

Let’s let Deborah Cox preach a word as I write this.

So I have a friend.  We’ve been friends for a long time.  Like since high school long time.  And we’ve gone back and forth for years between friendship, flirting, and almost dating.  The distance has always kept us from crossing that bridge (Texas/NC or NYC/Boston).  A few months ago, he tried the fuck out of me though.  As Class remembers, he rolled up into my text messages on some high horse like I was the reason we were not gay married.



Needless to say, I had to tell him about himself.  Nobody here is innocent, but sir your list of transgressions are ONLY acceptable because we were never official.  You better be glad, I’m working on my forgiveness and shit.

After a cooling off period, he apologized for showing his ass and we decided to just be friends.  No romance or any of that.  We were and still are super close.  No need to throw away years of friendship because our supposed romance fell apart.

But of course, I mentioned in this post that my thirst is starting to  get the best of me.

I admit that there’s always those residual feelings there.  I’m not above it.  I can cut people off, but I think the reason that he is still around is because we’ve never been official. It is almost like a part of me just wants to do it so that there can be a clean break.  And of course, my superficiality can’t seem to resist that sweet smile.  Add a couple of cocktails and a group full of couples and I’m sending text messages that should have stayed in my mind.



But what’s done is done.  I know that it’s never going to work out between the two of us.  But damn it, sometimes you just want to flirt and feel wanted.  I’m not above it.  Maybe I’m too old to act this way, but whatever.  I’m so sick of being lonely just like Field Mob.

I end with Jazmine Sullivan who perfectly describes this relationship.

Have you all ever kept talking to someone to boost your ego?  Or do you still have that person in your phone that you’re waiting to date?  Let us know in the comments or over on Twitter (@ClassNTrashShow) so I don’t feel so ridiculous.