The Technology Is Killing Us



IDK why I can’t talk to my daughter...

I feel AWOL from her teenage life...

Our relationship has become all about texting...

I’m having the same problem with my wife...


So I was looking at my daughter’s📱...

To understand what’s going on in her head...

But all I could find was gibberish...

In a text, this is all it said...


BF: OMG, you’re a PYT...

Daughter: IDK, I have ADD, so just KISS...

BF: IRL, you’re so PHAT...

Daughter: LOL, that’s a BEG...

BF: BTW, I❤️U in OT...

Daughter: OK, TTYL, but NTS...


I don’t want to be a nosy father...

As I pride myself for being a 😎 dad...

But this lack of personal communications...

Is making me rather sad...


I miss the hugs and kisses...

From my children, and especially my wife...

Instead of real, deep discussions,

I get nothing more than📱strife...


Wife: Can you make BLTs and do it ASAP! I’ll be LFD tonight. BBL! 😘

Me: But when will you be home? I can’t cook 🥓!  It’ll turn out FUBAR!

Wife: 🤣 IDK, BBIAB, TTYL...✌🏼

Me: But I’m hungry! 😢

Wife: LOL!  OMG, you’re so DOA! Just DIY... BRB! 👍🏻🤗


So I’m home by myself for dinner...

And I’m stuck here all alone...

My stomach is growling from hunger...

And I got nothing but this old📱...


We use to be a very close family...

Having conversations at dinner, as we should...

But all this technology is killing us...

Simpler times are gone, in all likelihood...


© 2020 Jeffrey Pipes Guice

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