so, my mom-dukes has my email address

[sniffa]

now, i have no problems what so ever emailing with mom. i just have a problem on how she does email. here's the example of the last 3 emails she's sent me. oh, and if you want the effect of me doing this impression in person, picture my mom speaking through her nose, with a hybrid Boston Accent, and still using words like, "tonice" and "dungarees."

*sniffa's cellphone rings*

sniffa: Hello?

mom: Sniffa (name changed to protect my average name), now, what's your email address?

(i contemplate whether to tell her that my email is in both her sent box, and her inbox as i replied to her last week, but i think better of it and just tell her my email addy.)

i read off my email address, and listen to her as she types it in. when she's done, the following happens:

mom: Ok, i'm sending it................ right..................... now.

*mom hits send*

*dead air for about 20 seconds at least*

mom: did you get it yet?

sniffa: no.

mom: oh!

*dead air for another 20 seconds or so*

mom: did you get it yet?

sniffa: no.

mom: oh! well, let me know when you get it.

*sniffa hits refresh over and over on his inbox*

sniffa: mom, how about i just let you know if i don't get it?

mom: oh! well, that's true. yeah, just let me know if you don't get it.

sniffa: ok mom, i love you.

mom: i hate you.*

yeah, so email is worse than phone calls now, as she has to call me either as she's sending my email, and await my receiving of it, or to let me know she just sent it. email is supposed to cut out the contact; don't make a phone call included with every email. :eyes:

* j/k. she loves me.

[Solon]

1. That's funny, I was texting to my grandmother on BBSes back in the 1980s...

To live in a technically inclined family has its advantages.

[sniffa]

3. um, BBSes?

:shrug:

[Solon]

5. Bulletin Board Systems...

They were used before the Internet exploded, you could communicate with others and share files, most of the time you had to dial into them directly.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bulletin_board_system

[Nickster]

8. Wow, your response just made me feel really old. :-)

[sniffa]

9. sorry

but that was my intention. :P

[Nickster]

10. Well played sir, well played.

[no name no slogan]

2. You're lucky

this could be your mom

[sniffa]

6. ..

:rofl:

[Shakespeare]

4. Your mom and my mom should get together. On second thought, maybe not....

The vacuum of cluelessness that would result from their being in the same place at the same time might reverse the space-time continuum and end life as we know it. And that would be bad.

[sniffa]

7. i swear, my mom's not that bad

she's just bad about somethings. :rofl:

:hi:

[BreweryYardRat]

11. My mom used to forward those god-awful chain e-mails.

I had to make it very clear to her that doing so meant I wouldn't read any e-mail she sent, which could be a problem if something important/bad actually happened.

[Deep13]

12. What else would one call dungarees?

:shrug:

What's "tonice?" A contraction for "too nice?" Maybe you mean "tonic" which is what some Bostonians call soda. My father used to call it that.

[sniffa]

13. ah, i didn't even notice that

doh!

and i believe they're called blue jeans.. but sometimes, slacks.

[Deep13]

14. They are actually not slacks.

Slacks are made from regular cloth, often a thinly spun wool. They are usually used as dress pants. Jeans or dungarees are made from industrial-grade crap called denim. They are thick, hot, sweaty and stiff and were invented to be cheap, durable clothes for coal miners. Bleck! I never wear them. I've never owned a pair that didn't feel like I was wearing an iron stove.

Pointless rant concluded. Republicans suck. Go Biden.

[Swede]

15. My mom used to sit by the stand for the portible phone to talk.

She'd never walk around or leave the phone anywhere but in it's cradle.