Text Pathetique

By | March 17, 2016

Text Pathetique

I was looking at smart phones the other day – thinking maybe it’s time to get rid of my old flip phone. Not flip flops! But it is almost that time of the year for everyone who does not have toenail fungus – if you do, skip the flip flops. Please.

Anyway, while I was looking at all the smart phone choices, I got an idea that I know is going to make me rich. I’m sure of it. I’ve always been an idea man, but I’ve never had an idea that made me rich. I want to be like the guy who sewed sleeves on a blanket, called it a “Snuggie” and made $572.4 million.

So anyway, I was looking phones when this great idea popped into my head and I wanted to tell you about it.

But first I want give you a little background just in case you don’t know much about the new fancy cell phones. Expensive cell phones are  called “Smart Phones”, but since I don’t like that term, I call them fancy phones. There are so many kinds of these fancy phones available these days, and they really can do much more than just make phone calls. Things like selecting just the right gigolo in Buenos Aires, or making reservations for one at a “Gentleman’s Club” in Madrid, or telling you what street the local ice cream man is on and exactly how long it will take until he gets to your house, or how many of your Facebook “friends” have just written something really profound on your page. Or even give you directions to the nearest cemetery if you’re looking a little quiet time.

As for me? I can imagine sitting on bus in Borneo, slouching down in my seat so as to avoid the infamous Wild Man, and ordering flowers for my dear mother just by pushing a few buttons on a device hardly any larger than a pack of cigarettes. I don’t know if my mother would be impressed that I ordered her flowers while scrunching down in a seat on a bus in Borneo while hiding from the Wild Man, but I sure would be if someone sent me flowers. Heck, I’d be impressed if someone picked up an old rotary-dial telephone while sitting at the kitchen table in a shabby apartment in Circleville, Iowa and ordered me flowers. To be totally candid, I’d be happy if some kid gave me a dandelion. I never get flowers – maybe because I’m a guy?

Where have all the flowers gone?

I digress. While looking at cell phones, I noticed that most cell phones these days are really made for texting, with lots of shortcuts and big keyboards. This got me to thinking: What if you had one of these exciting phones but you had no one to text? You’d have several alternatives I guess. You could sit alone at home and watch TV. As odd as that might sound, if you watch TV very much, sooner or later you hear someone say: “Text your answer to 6116”. Answer to what I don’t know, I don’t pay attention because I don’t have a fancy phone. Texting on my cell phone is like trying to play Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata” on a harmonica.

I bet there are literally hundreds of thousands of people, maybe even millions, who have new cell phones who are seriously disappointed because they have one of those new fancy phones, but then realize they have no one to text. It’s like being all dressed up and having nowhere to go. Mostly I imagine these kinds of people would be older folks to whom texting is about as foreign as 50 cent. Still, anyone who has a new fancy phone and has no one to text, must really feel out of the loop. Having all those keys to press and no one to press them for, could actually make some people very depressed, even sick; it would emphasize that they don’t belong in with today’s texting crowd.

Having a new fancy phone and realizing you have no one to text must be very painful, especially when you see younger people driving red convertibles, drinking Pepsi, putting on makeup, eating yogurt and texting, all at the same time. Not only would you question your own multi-tasking skills, but you’d wonder why some 17 year-old kid had a red convertible and you didn’t – and why they had someone to text and you didn’t. You’re older than they are – so you should have more people to text because you have had more time to acquire friends. These days friends doesn’t mean friends. It might mean Facebook-type, Twitter-type or real live friends – the line between those different kinds of friends has become subtly blurred.

If you’re really old and have no one to text, it’s probably because all of your friends are dead. If they’re dead, you shouldn’t feel too badly – there’s no texting in heaven and probably no texting in hell either – although the more texting I see, the more I am beginning to think that there is texting in hell. And unfortunately for me, the way I’m going, I just might find out before long.

Anyway if you’re really old and all or most of your friends are dead  and you really want to have someone to text keep ready. There is hope for you. I promise.

Before I go on, I want to touch on something which might be of great interest to you older folks with fancy phones. Many people text. Most are stupid or young. It’s not surprising that stupid people text because about 85% of all people are stupid – according to recent studies. I have no comment on this. However, a good percentage of the 15% who are considered smart – according to recent studies – also text. But no one texts more or with more enthusiasm and alacrity than do young people. If you’re an older person and you have a fancy phone be careful. Here’s why: If you’ve even seen a text message from a teenager or a twenty-something, it will look like gibberish to you but, I assure you, it is not. It means something to them.

Consider this text message I just intercepted here at Text Pathetique headquarters:

ASLP? MEET @ *$ @ 5? PKOTL Ken-e

That actually means something. It means: “Age/Sex/Location/Picture? Do you want to meet at Starbucks at five o’clock? Passionate kiss on the lips. Kenny.”

So, if you want to be cool and text with your fancy phone, be sure you check with Net Lingo’s web site, just to be sure you’re not texting something meaningful. Remember: It’s not your parent’s world anymore.

If you’re middle-aged, say between 40 and 55, just got a new fancy phone and you have no one to text, then you’re in luck. Most of your friends are not dead yet – although some may appear to be. There is a good possibility that most of your friends have been forced by peer pressure to get a Facebook page and/or a Twitter account. What that means to you is this: You have plenty of chances to scrape up a lot of “friends” to text.

Let me add a word about friends here. We’re not talking about the old-fashioned meaning of friends – you know the kind you do nice things for and the kind that do nice things for you – we’re talking about new-age friends. New-age friends don’t necessarily do anything for you except exist and constantly remind you that they exist by writing completely stupid or uninteresting things on your Facebook page – or twittering some really exciting news like they’re getting their hair fixed just like Cleopatra, or having breakfast with Hillary Duff or Hillary Clinton (which probably isn’t true) or Hillary Markowitz (which is probably true).

Another tip: Be extra careful that you choose people who are more-or-less in your own age group; otherwise if you text someone much younger they most certainly will reply with what will look like jibber-text to you. There’s a 90% chance – according to recent studies – that if they’re under 22, their reply will be something that would make you blush should you ever dare google it and find out what it really means.

If a reply comes and it looks like spam or gibberish, you can bet it came from a teenager or a twenty-something – even worse, they may have the hots for you. If you’re middle-aged and rich this is a really good possibility. Men, you have to be really careful; if you’re a woman – you can get away with it, so go for it. You’ll be called a cougar, but with all the fun you’ll have, you won’t really care.

I’m just sayin’.

If Facebook and Twitter aren’t your cup of tea, you’ll love my new Web site called Text Pathetique. You can visit my new site at www.textpathetique.com . Yes, the name was stolen from Beethoven – but he won’t mind, he’s dead. The name of my site comes from Beethoven’s “Sonata Pathetique” – a sad, morose, lonely, lilting sounding piece written before Beethoven became deaf and started composing his really great stuff. “Sonata Pathetique” is an odd composition which features a strangely jolly interlude in the middle of all the gloominess normally associated with compositions written in A minor. It almost sounds like he was trying to very hard to become the grandfather of hip-hop. But make no mistake, “Pathetique” won’t cheer you up.

If you’re suicidal, you’d be well advised to steer clear of this piece all together. If you’re not suicidal but would like to be, this is the sonata for you. Try this:  Sit in a dark room, alone, without your fancy phone, and listen to it a few times. The jolly part will nearly drive you insane, and the gloom that exudes from the speakers in the dreadful, gloomy parts (which is most of it) will make you so sad that you’ll think your heart is breaking while your eyes will fill up with tears. And if you’re tragically lonely and you force yourself to listen to “Pathetique” in a dark room, over and over again, and you don’t have your fancy phone with you to call someone for help, you might find yourself in a clinically depressed state – forever.

If you’re uninsured, you can’t allow yourself to be depressed because you can’t afford it. Treatment for chronic depression will cost you a fortune, and that pile of medical bills wills certainly make you even more depressed. You could move to Canada or England or anywhere else in the civilized world get your depression treated for free. But not here in the USA. Here it’s all about the money.

Before you get any bright ideas – I don’t have any money and I don’t own anything except a the Text Pathetique web site which I can barely spell and which hasn’t made a dime yet. So while you might think you might be able to sue me and recoup your medical expenses, I’ve got bad news for you — you’d really be better off suing Beethoven.

I’ve wandered off topic again, I’m sorry. My new site is staffed with really gorgeous, texting professionals, trained in texting and in replying in plain English – no stupid acronyms or text shorthand – replies that anyone can read – even if you’re 90 and you have a good pair of glasses. And no I’m not an Anglophile! We have Spanish, Romanian, Russian, Swedish, Danish, Italian, Portuguese, Croatian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, and Australian (all of whom have free health care) versions of our site coming very soon. I’m in Romania right now in fact, hand-picking thirty beautiful Romanian ladies. Then I’m off to Japan and then it’s on to Australia.

But let’s get down to business. You can sign up for a FREE fifteen-day trail of Text Pathetique. Once you’ve signed up, login and visit www.textpathetique.com/pix and take a look at our gallery of young, svelte, beautiful texters. Some are ever nubile. We have 15 female and 15 male texters and all of them are really good looking – some would even call them “hot” – and they are all ready and waiting to answer your text messages regardless of you age or appearance. At Text Pathetique we don’t care what you look like, or how old you are, we just want your money. And all you have to do is sign up to be cool – we accept all major credit cards and even minor ones like Texaco and Fingerhut.

Think of it as having your own beautiful, texting pen pal, or as we call them: “Text-pals”. If you like our beautiful staff and would love to have a hot man or woman to text – you’ll LOVE, LOVE, LOVE our site! So take our beautiful text-pals for a free 15-day test ride. After your free trial is over, you’ll find our monthly subscription fees VERY reasonable. Only $12.95 per month. If you’re a looking for a beautiful text-pal on a budget, you can SAVE BIG with our yearly plan for just $99. Yes, you read that right! Just $99 buys you a year of texting bliss with your very own sexy, hot, beautiful text-pal!

If you’re attention-starved you’ll probably want more than just one text-pal. And we have just the plans for you! If you’d like to have more than one beautiful text-pal, you can get additional text-pals for just $5 extra, each, per month on our monthly plan, or just $40 extra, per additional text-pal, per year, on our annual membership plan. If you’re really, REALLY attention starved, and you want to SAVE REALLY BIG, listen up! For just $299 per year you can have unlimited text-pals! Yes! Choose from any or all of our thirty alluringly beautiful people. Text any or all of them, anytime, from anywhere! You’ll have more fun than anybody has the right to have! Just choose our UTPP (Unlimited Text-Pals Plan). With our UTPP you’ll really give that new fancy phone of yours a real workout!

Think if it! You’ll never be lonely or bored again! And you’ll be able to look cool wherever you go – text in your car, or while you walk, or while you shop, or while you’re using the bathroom. Text while you eat, or while you get a hair cut, or while you’re getting a manicure! Send texts while you work, while you watch TV, or while you’re blissfully drifting off to sleep. There’s no limit on how many texts you can send – and you can be sure that every single text you send will be answered by a really live, really beautiful person!

You’ll no longer feel pathetically old, tragically lonely, or out of the loop. Never again will you look like a lonely loser! You’ll fit in with the rest of the world and you’ll look young and cool smoozing around town, texting away on your brand new, texting-friendly fancy phone. No more pretending like you’re important by having to resort to sending fake text messages to nobody.

Text Pathetique is your dream come true! Text Pathetique is much better than and much more personal than texting those “friends” that write graffiti on your Facebook page, and certainly more interesting than those Twitter Twit “friends” who claim to be having lunch at the top of the Eiffel tower with Tom Hanks, but are really tweeting from the break room at Walmart.

If you’ve not yet gotten a fancy, texting-friendly phone, you don’t have to be afraid anymore. No matter how much of a loser or how lonely you are, you’ll never have to worry about having people to send texts too.

So, if you want real people, real beautiful people, who really love and care about you and who really do WANT you to text them – you’ll love Text Pathetique. Text Pathetique is my brand new web site for those of you who don’t have any real friends but are dying to text someone with that new fancy phone of yours. Maybe you will find your BFF – he or she maybe only a click, a few bucks, and a text message away!

Text Pathetique – Your Texting Boutique!

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13 thoughts on “Text Pathetique

  1. Texter

    By any chance, did you happen to trip on the stairs today? Just askin??

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  2. Barb

    I don’t have a fancy phone, but I sure got told many times as a kid, when my hair got messed up, that I looked like the Wild Man from Borneo. I thought that saying was obsolete. To me, it’s a ray of sunshine, and makes more sense than what passes for texting, which I did learn to do once, and can’t do now. And yes, I’m almost the only one left of my old friends, but I do have some not-so-old ones now.

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  3. Jeannie

    I’m with you. Have a cell phone, but its older flip phone which for me works just fine. Rarely use but have in case an emergency like sliding into a ditch in the winter or some other such catastrophe. Anyways, grew up in a time without those blasted phones, computers or cordless phones. When we talked to each other it was face to face and NOT sitting on a bench texting your “friend” who was sitting right next to you! So I guess I just keep my old phone turned off and ready when I do need it. You nailed it when you said your site was called Text Pathetique. I am inclined to think most of them are!

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  4. Linda

    I remember the time I texted my granddaughter, who was at college at the time, to ask her a question. The reply I got was……idk I had no clue what that meant. I texted her back and asked “what does idk” mean? Her answer……”I don’t know” Took me a few minutes to figure out she had answered my question. LOL LOL I’m probably the only person who texts whole paragraphs – punctuation included. Old habits die hard!

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  5. John

    Thunder & Darcy,
    Texting….. I have mixed feelings about people who text … now another anomaly crops up, text means words in a book, on a document, in a letter or any words written on any type material which will show the writing or text.
    This means a person cannot text, it is not a verb, but ‘someone’ without the approval of writers of word meanings have converted the word to a verb. “Text, send (someone) a text message.”
    Write a message and send it, two verbs, write and send., so what is wrong with write a message on a ‘fancy ‘phone’ and send it by pressing, (a verb =to press) a button.
    To where did, and who is the fool who changed, “I’m writing a message to Fred” disappear to and be replaced with, “I’m texting a message to Fred.”
    The mixed feelings, is it necessary for the majority of the young generation to write messages on a fancy ‘phone to advise the recipient the time they got out of bed, what they had for breakfast, a disclosure of words spoken by their mum who refused a sleepover at an unknown one day hook-up ‘we made friends today’ friends place.
    Yes, write a message on a fancy ‘phone to tell your nearest and dearest that you are in a traffic jam and you will be late home.
    Compare this to young fancy ‘phone owners writing messages to friends all day Saturday to give them a run-down on every move you make, and receive messages from all the friends saying the same thing.
    How about asking them to send ‘snail mail’ with the same send and receive content, OOOPS, sorry, I forgot to mention that they can’t hold a pen correctly, spell correctly or write legibly.

    P.S. How many people today write the shortened word phone incorrectly, there should be an apostrophe before the p which indicates the missing letters tele, ‘phone, with an apostrophe as written in my text comment. 😉

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  6. MaryLee

    Oh, thanks, TC. In yet another day of what I call “disjointed thoughts,” I’ve spent the past six hours all over the ‘net, entertaining myself as the result of your post. The medications I take for my serious clinical depression often cause a lack concentration. For example:
    1) I went to You Tube, where I listened to “Sonata Pathetique.” The middle part sounded familiar – ah yes, Billy Joel, “This Night.”
    2) Needed to hear “This Night” again, watched the You Tube video of it, followed by (recommended video) the entire playlist of his album “Innocent Man,” where I see his now ex-wife, Christie Brinkley, was in several of the videos.
    3) Then (recommended video) model Christie Brinkley’s contemporary, Heidi Klum and her then husband, Seal. Oh yeah, I wonder where he’s from…
    4) On to Wikipedia. Seal, with a really long real name – he’s the guy who sang “Kiss From A Rose.” Pretty song, but that never made sense to me. Always wondered what the lyrics really meant.
    5) Lyrics-meaning website. Most people think it’s about drugs, what with the large eyes and snow and all. Whaaa??? Like “Quinn The Esquimo.” Like “Blinded By The Light,” as in “revved up like a duece.”
    6) Still at lyrics-meaning website. Some younger person doesn’t understand, and was given the example of “Little Deuce Coupe.” I think my brother had one of those.
    7) Now at Google Images of deuce coupe. (Note to self: create, then upload picture of small, French chicken coop duplex, The Chicken Deuce Coupé. NO, scratch that. {Chicken scratch. ha ha.})
    8) Just thinking of a duplex again reminds me of that one years ago. The one in the floodplain. That place was pathetic! – Pathetique!
    9) Aaaaand, back.

    I’ll just go over there —> and text all my nowhere texts to nobody.

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  7. patrick sandoval

    Listened to “Sonata Pathetique” and I liked it. Don’t know what you’re taking to interpret it as gloomy. Must have skipped your meds when you listened to it.
    It had very modern sounding melodies. Nice.

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  8. Philip Reeves

    I’m listening to it too as I type. I’ve always been envious of such great talent. I guess that makes me a little weird according to what most people like. It’s a shame in my opinion most people only listen to classical music during Christmas time. Back before my body found out what multiple sclerosis was, I could play lots of Beethoven symphonies on a flute by ear, but I couldn’t play them at all without hearing them first. I took an adult education continuation class in orchestra. I couldn’t play hardly at all by sheet music. One night the teacher brought Beethoven’s fourth symphony to class. After it was over the flute player next to me says that was good. I answered I’ve been playing that along with the record for months at home even though tonight was the first time I saw the sheet music. He is in my mind one of the greatest composers who has ever lived, since after he finished his third out of nine to come symphonies he could hardly hear a note.

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  9. Nora

    Kids (those under 50) in my opinion will NEVER know how to spell let alone punctuate correctly nor will they ever get a job in journalism or the like due to “texting”. I feel sorry for them…..writing a book….forget it….unless they get an old has been (those over 50) to edit it. Where has punctuation gone? Where has it all gone? Teachers don’t “fail” anybody anymore. Kids can’t spell or use there brains in math even….a calculator does it for them…dumb, dumb, dumb! RIP education! That by the way means Rest in Peace in case some of the younger set can’t figure it out.

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