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Texting Snobs



Welp. We all know I’m back out there trying to date. Trying to see what’s what.

I was texting one gentleman caller and he seems to be a nice guy, but a recent text messed me up completely.

He used the word “presents” instead of “presence.”

Being a writer, I try not to be jerky about texts and emails from non-writers.

I’ll let it slide when people misuse your and you’re, or there, their and they’re. It picks at my nerves, but I let it go.

But when people do it regularly, it does make me slowly lose ounces of respect for them.

Presents and presence are two totally different words that mean two totally different things.

Santa gives out presents.

Folks request your presence at their fancy tea or brunch and the honor of your presence at their wedding. Now you can go to a registry and buy them presents, but that’s all you can do with that.

Your presence at this meeting is mandatory, says your boss.

When teachers take attendance and the proper kids don’t want to just simply say, “here” (or in this dude’s case, “hear”), they don’t say, “presence” they say, “present.”

I’m a snob.

In my account of the situation to my bestie, via text, I did say that my vagina instantly becomes dry when men abuse the English language. Fine men suddenly grow warts on their chin that only I can see because they used the word mines in a sentence. Not mines, like a place of work for miners…(and they are of age to work in a mine because they are not minors). He meant as the possessive, mine but I guess, his logic is if the item in his possession is plural, then add the -s. Mines.

Ok. The English language is kinda tricky…

I’m not surprised things didn’t work out with my ex. He always misused worse and worst. Whatever should have been worst, he used worse and vice versa. IT MADE ME CRAZY.

I would try to repeat what he said by using the proper word to show him an example– without being mean– but he never took the hint. And he was college-educated. Ugh.

So this does make me a snob?

Meanwhile, Lancelot will be returning from his mini vacay in Vegas, where he casually mentioned winning $4,000 (wonder how much he lost though) and I’m sure, I’ll be connecting with him soon.

His texts were grammatically correct and he’s coming home with $4,000.

Moisture is returning to my nether regions…

I am a snob and a gold digger.

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12 thoughts on “Texting Snobs

  1. The only thing that upsets me more than someone’s grammatical errors in text messages, are when I make grammatical errors. Then I try to backtrack and correct myself, and the whole conversation gets derailed.

    • I agree. Then I feel super stupid. I’m paranoid that someone is going to comment on my blog post today and point out an error. It will totally shoot my credibility to hell!

      • I’ve been there before. I didn’t want to leave my proverbial internet house for days.

      • dbaham on said:

        I do this too!!! And my friends always mess with me because they know if I mess up, a correction is coming immediately after – but I. just. can’t. let. it. sit. there. It hurts my little heart.

      • Ha! Yeah. I run my blogs through spell check about three times. Then look at the preview. Then once I hit publish, then look again, that’s when I find something stupid. Then on to the edit button.

      • dbaham on said:

        I think we officially need a support group, because I do that as well lol.

  2. I completely relate and feel your pain.. My solution – date a foreign guy so his misuse of the English language becomes adorable rather than annoying.. Go for french or Italian men 😉 haha

  3. Ebony Jarrett on said:

    I.JUST.DIED!!!! Did you say your vagina instantly becomes dry when men abuse the English language. Lmbooooo! I’m the same way when it comes to manners. I think it is so disrespectful and impolite to not say “please” and “thank you”. I’m not great with the English language. I took naps during English 😦 But I totally feel your pain.

  4. Hilarious! Please invite me to your support group!

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