For a guy that has virtually no one to talk to, I seem to have more ways to communicate than Chipotle Mexican Grill has menu combinations. Yesterday, for the first time in my life I had a PIN. I finally was part of the BBM community where I could chat with Jewish girls, business associates, and my mom. The problem is, I wish we could just stick to texting, Facebook chat, e-mails, Skype, Snapchat, Google Hangouts, and phone calls. It appears as if I have as many unneeded communication tools as Dexter does seasons.
In high school I didn’t have BBM- which was the only way 15-18 year olds communicated at the time. With BBM unpopular for the last few years, Gosling only knows how kids have been communicating and sexing with friends. I never got pinged. But I was happy to not belong to the crackberry addiction club. I have always enjoyed conversing by phone call much more anyway. But now that BBM is available to iPhone and Android users, I’m scared.
I lay awake last night, dreading the possibility that BBM would catch on again. Here’s why:
- Pins. This has got to be the most painful process to add a contact ever. For starters, what are these, Captcha codes? Adding contacts is as grueling a task as shaving my back. Why can’t we just use our names like on for example, Facebook. Which brings us to…
- Facebook messenger. EVERYONE HAS FACEBOOK! Seriously my grandparents are on Facebook. And you know what’s crazy? They have a messenger. Yeah I know your mind is blown, but that’s not all. The messenger has a mobile application! I know I know, I must be insane, no way that’s a thing. But it is! You can literally talk to anyone in the world already….and it has features so you can R-Bomb like BBM, so why are we going through the hassle of BBM?
- Not knowing how to communicate. If I want to talk to someone, how should I talk to them? Do I call them? Do I text them? Facebook chat? BBM? If I meet someone new, do I ask for their phone number or pin? There are so many contact addresses, everyone needs to be carrying around business cards.
As of now, I’m taking the stance of “when in Rome…” I will indulge the phenomenon. Not that it really matters seeing as I only talk to myself.
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