I remember the days when people used to take the time to write a letter and send it to the Post-office; and the recipient, knowing full well that it’d take days or even weeks for a letter to get to its intended destination would pour their heart out on paper; marking every detail as clearly as possible. With texts and chat, the playing field has had a serious do-over, immediate communication prompts effortless responses, and unfortunately with every emerging generation the words in texts just keep getting shorter.
I asked anonymous once, “why do people rid the alphabet of its job?” and the response I got was, “We do it to save time” … … …Yes, because putting a single ‘y’ in ‘My’ will surely shorten your lifespan …
Call me a detail freak, but honestly, I’d rather chat with someone who uses proper wording, than someone wHu T0Ks LYk Th!S.
On the bright side: those who can’t spell have an easy out …
Congrats — you’ve been handed a robot whose sole job is to relieve you of one chore, job, or responsibility you particularly hate. What is it?
If the prototype name didn’t already give it away, the only thing I need this robot to do for me is wash the dishes. I have so much experience in the field It would be nice to have someone else share the, um, privilege. 😀
The Daily Post – You, Robot
The idea that the weather and people’s moods are connected is quite old. Do you agree? If yes, how does the weather affect your mood?
The rain, it always gives me ideas. The way the sound of raindrops dominates and makes all other sounds seem irrelevant. I believe many would agree with me that they love sleeping to the rain’s lullaby.
Second in line, is overcast. The different shades of grey in the sky always give me peace. I’ve never really been fond of the sun, or summer for that matter. I only like the sun for light, that’s pretty much it. The heat part I can do without; I easily get sweaty palms.
When it starts to snow, am I the only one who feels like celebrating Christmas? Sometimes half-expecting to see a man with a strong fondness for red, on a flying sleigh. I believe the weather changes my mood at times, but not all the time. When it does however, I get a wave of inspiration like no other.