That little face that looks at me from the bottom left of my keyboard. It has an ear to ear perfect smile, straight teeth and black doe eyes. I imagine that it’s a he, like he is saying in a mousy voice, “Mrs. Misty touch my face and see what you can use instead of words!”
I’m like, “I don’t know Mr. Emoji. I’m an author and I should use words.”
Mr. Emoji explains, “You can be creative.” He is trying to convince me. He continues, “Emoji’s are fun.” I glance at him, he is smiling. He continues, “Cool people use them.”
Cool people? I hesitate for a second and say, “Fine, I’ll take a look and see if I can add a few.” I wonder how much I had to drink the night before.
There are rows upon rows of emojis, faces, families, animals, food, cars, buildings, flags and symbols. I couldn’t even tell you what half of them mean. I think for a few minutes if I could really use any of these in my messages. Will people understand or will they just get frustrated and skip over my message?
I decide that I can use some in place of words. I got to work.
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