Like Fingernails On A Chalkboard....I have a new friend.
We met at a dinner party recently, and really hit it off, so we exchanged phone numbers. She's local-ish, and I was super excited since local friends are few and far between for me. The next morning, I get a text from her. Just saying hi, and reinforcing that the number exchange wasn't just one of those things you do, but never follow up on. I send a note back. Get one back. I'm beginning to realize that my new friend is apparently a texter. And usually I don't especially like texters. I send a text when I have something quick to say, and a phone call is either inappropriate or the answer isn't time sensitive. If it's a conversation, I'd rather be on the phone.
But I hate, hate, HATE the texters who don't use whole words. It's just irritating to me. Maybe because I'm a book lover, and a word lover. I just want the whole word. I'm not so overwhelmed time-wise that I have to leave two letters out of a word to make my schedule work. So I'm always apprehensive about new friends.
She's a texter. Her texts are sometimes long-ish. But she writes out the whole word.
Yay : )
I think I can deal with that.