rubbish blog idea #7

Okay, what about "The Textdropping Blog"? According to google, there is no such word so i'm claiming it now - it is the art of peering over commuters' shoulders to read their text messages.

Actually, before i start (because this idea *really* isn't going to have any legs anyway) i discovered a couple of things whilst researching the phenomenom.

1. The origin of the word 'Eavesdropping'

Right, seeing as i can't explain the eavesdrip any better than the wiki description you should go read that first. It's basically a boundary around one's house.

An eavesdropper is then defined as one 'who skulked in the Eavesdrip of another's home' - which is, of course, awesome, and if i ever catch any of you skulking around the eavesdrip of my house i'm going to go Anglo-Saxon on your ass. Fairly warned, be thee, says i.

2. A Philippino version of me

Whilst trawling google so see if anyone else was as nosy as me, i found this journal entry. Not only does he appear to be a serial textdropper, he's also continually questioning his direction in life (although to be fair, that could be anyone).

I like the two texts he dropped. The first is this outstanding joke:

"San Makikita ang pinaka malaking Bra? - edi sa may pinaka malaking Boobs"

ha ha, boobs.

The second text he talks about is some guy telling his mom about his new job and its modest starting salary. Not funny in itself but i love this comment from one of his readers:

"9800 [pesos] is fine.. u start from scratch then get a higher pay in the future...."

Of course! It's so simple! So, after this wake-up call i've decided to shelve my plans to find a better job and more money, instead i'll stay where i am and simply get a higher pay in the future. No flies on me.

...

Anyway, so i recorded my first textdrop on the way home on tuesday - i saw some guy get his phone out and had mine at the ready to copy whatever philosophical pearl of wisdom was coming my way (i only hoped that the person behind me was also textdropping; this is what's known as "The Infinite Textdrop" or "Chinese Textwhispdrops" - a stupid idea is nearly always followed by an equally bad portmanteau).

Alas, my guy let me down big time with this mindblowing piece of literature:

"U have missed the bus mate"

No mystery, no intrigue, no wondering how deep the rabbit hole goes; and the fact it took his chubby fingers 5 minutes to compose this ode to tardy friends just served to add insult to injury.

My heart sank.