Conversationish: the hashtag edition

Usually I just post the conversations, but this one needs a bit of background.

I don't know how it happened but somehow Phi and I in our mocking "commentary" of modern culture have fallen into the habit of texting each other using hashtags instead of actual sentences.  Which just goes to show you that the possibility of becoming what you find strange is all too easy.  I suspect we'll have dreadlocks and poorly fitting flesh colored bathing suits by the time we are 70.

When I relay these conversations to my children they roll their eyes.  Well, at first they rolled their eyes.  Now they say things like "seriously mom"  or "stop, just stop."  Or my favorite "don't talk to me in hashtags!  Ever!"

Perhaps even funnier is that I don't have a smart phone.  I don't even have a phone with moderately average intelligence.  I have a flip phone with questionable auto correct abilities.  So for the first few weeks of this I actually had to type out the word "hashtag" until I found the "#" on my phone.  (perhaps it's not the phone that is of moderately average intelligence.)  On the drive to BA31 this year I spend some of my 12 hours figuring out where the # is on my phone.

[I also read the book Orphan Train in the car, so rest assured I did not spend ALL 12 hours trying to figure out "modern" technology"]

That's a lot of intro for a short text conversation.

Wanda Louise:  Phi surf competition at BA27. #BA31

Phi: Oh Man I can't believe I'm missing that! Bring a score card for me.

Phi:  So I want you to know that I noticed you found the # symbol  #moderntext

Wanda Louise: #Beachmom31

Phi: #jelouscousinathome

Wanda Louise: #missyou

Phi: #rightbackatyou

I can't imagine why our children find this annoying when we do it in real life??