You Don't Have To Play To Win
People look at me like marbles have just poured out of my ears when I say this, but I really truly do not walk around with my cell phone glued to my face. Sometimes it seems that way, but the reality is that I very often have no clue where it is.
Like, really, no clue.
I leave the house without it ALL. THE. TIME., which sort of defeats the purpose of having it, but whatever. It's only important to me when I think about it, which only happens when I see it, which isn't all that often.
That's how it is possible that Alexis can be holed up in some random part of the house clutching her phone (which is actually my old iPhone 3s -- it functions as an iPod Touch for her these days) and texting me like crazy. She uses a text app that requires wifi, so she pretty much has to be home to blast me with messages.
And HOOBOY does she blast me with messages from time-to-time.
The other night she started her usual craziness with a simple "I love you," but she quickly escalated to sending me photograph after photograph of herself. She's a pro at selfies, especially if the selfies involve a cat or dog. She sent a total of six photos before it occurred to her that I wasn't saying anything back.
I wasn't saying anything back because my phone was nowhere to be found and I wasn't aware that I should be looking for it.
The one-sided conversation took a bit of a turn once Alexis realized I wasn't answering. She texted:
She followed that up with the most ridiculous photo ever. And yet, I continued to not answer. Because I suck. And because she didn't tell me that I should be staring at my phone.
My total and complete lack of response got under her skin. She decided I must be playing a game and she was determined that she would win.
Except, she didn't. Obviously.
Whoever said you have to play to win clearly never heard of the ignoring game.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Reader Comments (4)
I love her so much. good grief. :-)
as much as she can be a grandma, she is such a teenaged girl!
My kid would be following me around asking, "mommy, how do you spell ignoring?" There are no surprises around here!
Love her use of emoticons - very advanced texter!
HAHAHA. With the upgrades that just happened, I'm working on giving the boys old phones. BUT THIS WILL HAPPEN SO MUCH.