Mar 11, 2011
I Can Still Remember the Days We Communicated in .... English!
I am old, therefore, I have been taught how to spell out, add vowels and pronounced everyone letter as I read. This new age of get your point across in five lets or less is wigged out. Yes, that's right, I said wigged out. It's like taking a head sweating, nauseating test every time I try and decipher it.
Acronyms are hard enough. Let's evaluate what I mean. NCIS: Navel Criminal Investigation Services or No, Can't. Infant sleeping. CSI: Crime Scene Investigations or Career Suicide Idiot, FLA, Family Leave Act or Four Letter Acronym, FBI: Federal Bureau of Investigations or F***ing Brilliant Idea. FNG Federal Networking Group or Freaking Nice Guy, and IMHO: International Medical Health Organization or In My Humble Opinion. The list goes on and on and on and.... You get the idea.
When I receive a text, I almost need some sort of a text dictionary, a fill-in-the-blank guide, if you will.
After working in the medical field, I am lost at SOB. No, I don't mean son of a bitch, I mean short of breath. LOL doesn't mean laugh out loud, it means loss of life. Talk about a major misrepresentation. Hello!
Deoxyglucose or Don't go, gee - so close. I was reading something my grand-daughter was texting and had to ask the eleven-year-old what she just said. Was I close? No. POS. I figured it was Piece of sh**. Nope, try Parent over shoulder. Excuse me! Not even close.
Yes, I am old and I do find this new form of communication confusing. But, as a member of the YA writing world...I'm learning.
Let's face it. It's me, Doree. Just your normal PICNIC: problem in chair, not in computer.
Until Later :-)