Kids get it; wait, no they don’t…
As I sit here typing this, Kia is thumbing away on her Sidekick Slide. The sounds coming from the thing are absolutely horrible, and it’s because she’s texting four different friends at once. Four. We have (and these are my names/descriptions, not Danger’s):
- “New Message” - a woman’s voice who lets you know that a new text has just arrived
- “Dink dink” - the sound that comes from an individual letter/number key that’s been pressed during message composition
- “Whoosh Up” - what happens when you slide the unit open
- “Whoosh Down” - Whoosh Up’s cousin, who comes around when the unit is slid closed
- “Fold Clickareeno” - click the back button, and enjoy the audio
I looked at her quickly and said, “Surely it’d be more convenient to have this conversation on the computer…like, in a group chat, or on IRC or something.”
She shook her head. “Nah, they’re not all at home. Some of them are out and about.”
“Okay, well why haven’t you guys given in and tried Twitter?”
“Ahhh…I don’t know. It’s just like, hard. I don’t want to have to get my friends to join, they’re gonna be like ‘ehh, I don’t want to have to sign up for that, yadda yadda.’”
“Be a trendsetter, Kia. They’ll follow you.”
“Nah, we all have unlimited texting. We’re getting our money’s worth.”
“Yah, but…fine. Just turn the sound off.”
“Okay, okay.”
*buzzzzz* *buzzzzzzzz*
/me sighs.
