Texting is GREAT when I want to say “I’m on my way, ETA 30 minutes” and don’t need a long phone conversation to say that. But when text lovers try to have what SHOULD be a phone conversation with me via text, I call them. If it goes straight to voicemail, the conversation is over. I’m not carrying on a convoluted discussion with my thumbs.
I’m with you on this. My sister sends such long texts that I call them dissertations, and in a weird way, they are preferable to her verbal ones. She wonders why I don’t like to talk with her when she gets in one of her moods. It’s tiresome. Her 30 minute “don’t interrupt me” rants are over the top.