Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Texting Gone Awry

This morning I received a text from one of my daughters.  During a school fundraiser last Spring, the children were offered an opportunity to choose a name for the driveway to their school.  Her daughter's suggestion was selected and my daughter was advising a group of about 15 people who had donated to the fundraiser.

Part way through all the 'congratulatory messages' one of my other daughters asked her son, who was also on the chat, a question about the itinerary of an upcoming trip.  Then others in on this text stated that they also would like the information.  Then, I piped up stating that I, too, would like the information, advising them that I live vicariously through their adventures.  Then, the kidding started.  The cousins agreed that if they didn't get the itinerary, they wanted out of the group chat.  The next addition to the text were the words, "Tertiary recognition of motion" from my son who was also on this thread.

At that point, the mother of the winning child broke in to remind everyone that the chat was originally about the child, so no one was being removed.  She then added the question to the itinerary holder, "So, when are you arriving?" followed with a compliment to my son on his interjection of "Tertiary recognition of motion".   At that point, my daughter who originate all this hoopla, realized she should have texted her itinerary question privately.

One of the cousins, an engineer, texted, "I just learned how to use the word, 'motion,' as well."  This was followed by a question as to the person who wrote "Tertiary recognition of motion" since there were two members of the group with the same first name.  Then the wife of the person questioned about the itinerary texted her husband that she would also like to know the itinerary.

At that point, I laughingly shared that this would make a great blog post.  One cousin hoped I wouldn't use his name, adding that he never signed anything to allow it.  I reminded him that I never use names.  Then the wife of the grandson who knew the itinerary requested a 'fun' name.

Then the text originator alerted everyone that it was too much and to many people were on it.  This was followed by another family member saying he was disconnecting himself from the chat.

Following that, the winning child's father and members of his family joined in.  One of the cousins asked, "Who is this?"  The winning child's father's brother responded that he didn't even know anyone on the original chat.  He stated, "I have two chats going and I'm....so confused. lmao." At that point, I texted, "Thanks for my morning laugh."  Then, the mother of the winning child came back on the scene, "Hi All." explaining the membership of the chat and put an end to the fun.  At that point, one of the chat members, who was previously disconnecting, texted, "I just pulled the spark plug out of my phone."

I will admit I found all the banter funny, but people do have jobs. 

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Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Overcast and Gloomy in Clairemont

When I awoke at 6:30am, I saw that this day was starting out with gray skies.  Around 7:30am, I ventured out to morning Mass honoring the Feast of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary.  As I started the car, the windshield was covered with little droplets, which I felt as I left the building.  The windshield wipers did their job, but as I drove I realized that I had to continually use them.  Strange for San Diego in August.  As I reached the Mother of Confidence Church, in LaJolla, it was actually raining.  Again, in August?  WOW.

We often have gray clouds early in the morning, but it burns off around 9 or 10 am.  Not this morning.  The temperature remained cool for the whole day.  I chose to skip the pool.

Later in the afternoon, took a walk to Starbucks about one block away.  Haven't been there often, but when I have occasion to go in, I find the people, of all ages, quietly working on their computers. Some seem like students working together.  Older customers might be reading while they enjoy their coffee.  This Starbucks was the reason I pursued a home in this area.  Not because of the store, but the people I saw inside.  I reckoned that if this environment was calm and inviting, the neighborhood might be as well.  After a year of living in Clairemont, I found this to be true.

This cloudy day resulted in accomplishing laundry chores, knitting, etc.  No matter what the situation, what matters is how you use it.  Tomorrow, back to the pool.


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