The pretension of texting

Yes, over the past couple of years I have fallen into the trap of texting. It has been exacerbated by the befriending of a couple people who like to have long and drawn out "conversations" via text. I thought I'd share one of the more amusing dialogues I had with one of these repeat texters a couple days ago. (Background: SD likes to hassle me for being somewhat preppy and not being completely anti-popped collar. He was trying to argue with me because I was hassling him for refusing to leave voicemails).

ME: This is the best argument you have? "Ur ridic"? Wow, disappointing. I affirm u SD, so u can leave me voicemail. U don't have to beg me to want to listen.

SD: You're ridic cause you're making some bogus argument about voicemail! You know how to get under my skin, alright!

ME: So when r we going to hang out?

SD: When you stop popping collars and talking about pink cashmere ;)

ME: No, no, u have it all wrong. I like popping my BLACK cashmere overcoat. Sheesh. But not many other collars. And I don't own pink cashmere.

SD: But it was mentioned ;)

ME: Never by me. This is a vicious and slanderous lie.

SD: Yes. Once. The only cashmere convo we had. It was in regard to a sweater

...several minutes pass...

SD: I win!!

ME: You win? Your argument was specious and then I [I meant "u"] resorted to pure fabrication. If u think clutching at straws is winning, I misoverstimated u.

SD: That was the most pretentious text I've ever received!

I laughed for the next 5 minutes straight. But don't worry, all is well. The next day he sent me a text that read "I heart you HP!"