Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Adventures in Mystery Texting




Every few weeks I get a text from some mystery person who fat-fingered their phone. Because I'm nice, I usually tell them they've got the wrong number.

Then they proceed to tell me I'm full of shit. In those exact words.

Every. Single. Time.

I mean, why is it so hard to believe you got the wrong number? People have been dialing wrong numbers since the phone was invented.

Are there that many people that think the person they're texting is screwing with them? I'd really like to know the psychology behind that kind of narcissism.

Although, it’s usually kids, which may explain it. It's pretty obvious by the manner of text:

“Yo Tyler. U R a dik. Dont call me. I h8 u.”

Anyway, after I make it known I'm not “Tyler”, they've got the wrong number, blah blah blah....the mystery moron will continue to text me about their after school activities, party tonight, or how so-n-so is a slut.

Mostly I ignore it and they give up. I guess I was bored today. I tried telling this chick she had the wrong number but she didn't believe me. As usual. So I figured I'd have some fun.






Seriously. The fact that I text in whole words (mostly) isn't a dead giveaway that I'm a grown-up?

I find it hilarious how the conversation dissolves into name calling by the person who texted me, even though I said nothing mean or derogatory. Actually, I think I was very upbeat and pleasant.

Too funny.


p.s. Since I couldn't very well take a picture of my text conversation (well, I probably could, but I don't want to download the app, and let's just not go there) The graphic above was created at this website:


You just type in your conversation and it'll spit out an iphone simulation. Cool!


4 comments:

Spokey said...

There is a solution.

I don't text. I don't read texts I get. I don't have a text plan and I'm not about to pop $.20 for every read or send.

But it's more than cheap. I don't see the need. Nor do I particularly want to be bothered. I love being alone. Riding down a back country road. No cars. No auto exhaust. Just me and chipmunks. In fact Comcast has some free text. If I understand it, I download their app and then text to / from my Comcast number. I thought about it. But then I caught myself realizing I don't text for more than monetary reasons.

But that site is cool. I may decide to make up fake conversations myself. I did notice that the Verizon bars were full which I suppose happens from time to time. But the AT&T at 1/2 way? No way? Obviously a fake unless they remove one of those bars.

Jen said...

I'm not a big fan of texting, but with a teenager, it's often the easiest way for me to keep track of her, short of installing a tracking app. Still, in this case it made for a funny post :)

Yeah, I thought that website was neato. I think it'll come in useful for future postings!

Cheryl Cayemberg said...

Lollipops and unicorns! Too funny!

Jen said...

I swear...that conversation went down exactly that way. No lie! Can you believe that?