There are some mornings when you just think to yourself I
should have just stayed in bed. Today was one of those days for me. My boyfriend sent
me the text message that just got my day going in the perfect direction. It
stated “I just got fired, I’m broke and depressed”. I thought for a minute
and said to myself indeed honey why don’t you tell me how you honestly feel.
Then I thought you sent this in a text? Truly? What happened to a good old
fashioned phone call to talk about all this but no everything now has to be in
a text. So I fired my own back it said” Baby look I’m unemployed, totally broke,
with a needy, neurotic daughter in collage, and a son who won’t look for
gainful employment, my mother just passed away to the promised land and now I
have a complicated, needy, depressed boyfriend. Sometimes life just sucks. The
only thing I haven’t lost is my sense of humor! “Well as you can guess I didn’t
get a reply from that text message. But it got me thinking about this
crazy world we live in and some of the brainless things people do.
This whole texting is one of them. I ask WHY would you send
someone that kind of news in a text message? That’s just as bad as sending a
text that someone died. I have gotten those as well from my newly departed
mother no less. Even she joined the whole texting movement! Honey I just wanted
to let you know Uncle Johnny died this morning in his sleep. I mean when you
read that you think WHAT!!!! REALLY!!!! I mean it genuinely boggles one’s mind!
All these breakup text messages too. Now as a divorcee I
must confess to wanting to do this on more than one occasion. I just didn’t
have the heart to end things that way. I left a courteous letter instead. I
think that is much nicer and you don’t have to worry about them texting you
back. Dear Mr. Bière
I’m sorry our relationship just was not working for me. So I decided it would be in
my best interest to find someone with a little more money and a little less
paunch. I do hope you find the woman for you; perhaps you should start looking
at Joe’s bar and grill. Of course it’s just a suggestion but I have heard of
women who can drink as much or more beer than you that frequent the establishment.
No hard feelings it’s been entertaining to say the least. You will always be in
my prayers and I will until the end of time think of you and smile. Sincerely
Baby doll. Now that is the proper way to breakup.
I will always behave like a lady and never, ever be rude or
disrespectful to anyone. To me the breakup letter is just way classier than
any text message could ever be. Should my newly departed boyfriend want to keep
his letter to reread and cry over me in his beer at least he has that to
comfort him with his grief this tangible thing called a letter, not some old
text message on his phone. I know I’m a minority with this texting and will
have to waltz into this future and learn all sort’s of new things in order to
keep up with the kids. But there are times when I actually miss the old days
and the refined way things were done. So, I guess I will end this day on a
better note, (as any genteel southern lady would) with Kentucky bourbon in one
hand and a carton of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream in the other.
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