What I project onto your texting indicator bubbles is always way better than what you actually text.

Dan Fietsam
3 min readMar 15, 2016

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I watch the little bubbles percolate and I get super excited with anticipatory glee. Somebody is texting me!! What is it going to say?!

At this point all is still possible and ripe with delicious potential.

HOWEVER, when your text finally comes through it always disappoints.

The bubbles burst, as it were.

Let me give you a couple examples of what I mean.

For instance, these bubbles appeared and I anticipated the text to come through as: “Your John D. and Catherine T. MacArthur Genius Grant has been approved”.

What actually came through was “k”.

These bubbles I wrongly projected as: “Hi — I’m on my way home with the Macallan 18, the boa and rib eye. C u soon!

What actually came through was:

Which is always a really disappointing text/reply, actually more frustrating, because it has nothing to do with you bringing me something cool and instead it makes it look like you are getting drunk on coffee. Which makes no sense unless you put some Bailey’s in there or something. Which you never do.

Oh, this one is really funny/disappointing. I see the bubbles above and I immediately think it’s going to read: “yes!”

But instead, the bubbles fade then go completely away/blank. And then — SIX MINUTES LATER — they reappear:

At this point I have lost the conversational thread and not sure what to project onto these particular texting indicator bubbles. So, with nothing to lose, I imagine them to come through as this : “Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.”

You know, something fun and alliterative to read. BUT INSTEAD, this is what comes through:

Which, frankly, really disappoints me because I’m not sure what you mean by this.

First, you don’t smoke and second, while I do like Molly Ringwald and John Hughes et al, c’mon they don’t hold the proverbial (sixteen) candle to V Nab in terms of interesting texting.

BUT before I can reply (maybe, on your side of the phone, you are seeing my texting indicator bubbles?) with “its on the counter” or “pus is spelled with one s, oui?” these appear:

And here we go again.

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Dan Fietsam

Where the things on my mind become words on a page (or screen).