Whatsapp did the fuck? Always these misunderstandings!
Friday evening in Hamburg. I write to a friend if she feels like having another drink with me. Back comes a puking smiley. I am stumbling. Did I do anything wrong and did not even notice? I sometimes have a tendency to gobble, crack inappropriate pods, and sometimes embarrass others. Suddenly it occurs to me. I wrote to her friend that his profile picture is sexy. Damn it! It had been meant ironically. Nevertheless, she is right. That's not part of it somehow.
WhatsApp is the devil
I type like a madman: "Dear Paula, that I wrote Sven, that I find him sexy was just a joke". Paula types. "You wrote Sven that he is sexy ???????" "Uh shit. Bad guess! I type back:" Yes, but that was just irony! "Three dots flash, then comes her answer:" You think I find it better if you find my friend the opposite of sexy? "I want to explain to her that I meant the profile picture with the beer belly Adiletten Kanervalsverkleidung and I think Sven is very sexy I am trying to call her, she does not answer her, we will not meet that night, and one week later I know she had wanted to send a raised thumbs up I tell her about the unsexy Adilets and we both have to laugh. "WhatsApp is the devil!" She says, and I nod.
Very bad: wrong chat
Also a classic in my life: the wrong chat. It's usually not that bad. But if you really want to write to his best friend that you would need Valium to survive the annoying workday and then send it to his boss of all people, that's not really helpful at the next salary negotiation. Or if you tell the parents' advisory board of the day care center that you do not fall asleep in a fight, and that is really only with a cuddle on the sofa and a bottle of wine to make up for the evening, that also comes somehow diagonally. You'd think that would happen to you only once, but after about half a year, the panic effect, which lets you check every message five times, unfortunately evaporates. Basically, it can sometimes have advantages. Maybe I should not send the next shopping list to my husband, but the class chat of 4b. The likelihood that someone really goes shopping then would be higher than zero.
Do I need whatsapp?
There really should be people who do not. Although they are already on the red list of WWF, but they are still there: people without WhatsApp. How does this have to feel? No three impatient question marks after two minutes of daring not to answer. No twenty-seven date requests a day you would rather miss anyway. No two hundred and fifty thousand pictures from the last Caribbean holiday, which one should please comment individually and above all: No puking smileys, if you really just wanted to hold up a thumbs up. The idea is great. And yet it remains with the bland aftertaste that you would simply steal away from a time in which one lives. In which everything goes fast, in which everyone is informed about everything and you communicate as a matter of course with people whose faces you do not even know. Is that awful? Yes, somehow. Do we want it differently? Not really. In the end, you are somehow happy to live in exactly this time
Nevertheless, it is good that there is at least one Kotz smiley. You do not always like the beautiful new world.
