I refuse to be too old to internet (a GenX adventure)
I made some new friends on Twitter who communicate primarily via animated GIFs. Eager to fit in, I decided to learn this mysterious new language. First, I spent way too long searching for just the right GIFs online. Next, I tried to practice by texting some to Corey. I later learned that the Android text messenger app we both use doesn’t support animated GIFs, but first, Corey and I had the following text adventure. (I like to think of it as a sneak-peak into our retirement years.)
Corey: I’m watching Bob Ross’s Joy of Painting on Netflix. You know, to get stoked for painting the hallway tomorrow. 😉 Don’t be surprised if you end up with some happy little trees somewhere.
Me: Ok. <3
Me: Does that work?
Me: I think it’s just a still. Dammit.
Corey: But all I can think about is how the ‘fro is a lie.
Corey: Does what work?
Corey: Bob Ross? Sure.
Me: I sent you a gif I downloaded of Cordy but it is just a still picture I think.
Corey: Ah, just came. It was indeed a still.
Corey: Did you get mine yet?
Me: Pic of Bob Ross? Yes. 🙂
Corey: Damnit, it too was a gif. Or supposed to be.
Me: I refuse to be too old to internet. We have to figure this shit out.
Corey: Apparently we are too old for this bull shark.
Corey: Look, we just have to internet like the geezers we are. I’m OK with this.
Corey: I mean, just look at us, having a text conversation, in our house where we are together. Just like millennials do it. 😀
Corey: Maybe first we have to master all-emoji texting.
Later . . .
Corey: It could, but not tonight apparently. 😉