

Eeeeh. I can’t be the only one who won’t touch something described as “pro-America” with a ten foot pole.
Eeeeh. I can’t be the only one who won’t touch something described as “pro-America” with a ten foot pole.
Very different these days. The beauty of the status bubbles and messengers of past is that you would catch each other when you both had time and desire to chat and then you’d have a back and forth conversation until one of you disengaged. You also almost never have people sending offline messages. It was more akin to an in-person interaction where you’re either visibly there and someone can approach and talk to you in real time or you aren’t.
Texting is generally of a blend between real-time messenging (but you can’t tell if they’re available) and short form email where everyone interacts differently and has their own ideas about “proper” etiquette. It’s probably somewhat cultural but in my experience, people just use messaging apps in the exact same way as they would text, so status bubbles don’t mean much.
I do this to my mom as a way to be very low-contact with her. It’s a huge relief.
I used to love texting when it was only a handful of friends but these days I hate the pressure of it being ever-present in my pocket and the social expectation to answer in a relatively timely manner. (This has led me to being a horrible texter, sorry everyone.)
I miss the old days of AOL instant messenger. Your online status did all the heavy lifting to communicate when you had some free time and felt like chatting.
It’s definitely just me, but I think every event like this is just for consumers that don’t know any better.
You’re against performing arts/live shows and think people who enjoy them are suckers? That truly is a wild take.
44% is wild.