Group chats Funeral!

The other day I received an interesting Facebook message, someone wanted to know why I quit group chats so quickly! It is simply this for me! I hate group chats, for a long time I have. Believe me when I say, when the whole hullabaloo started, I was involved in it and am glad because it kind of got me to know my priorities and now I will be only in a chat that has an agenda and immedietly the agenda is done! I'm out! Like a flash! 

Let's do a suprise party for our friend, give out our ideas, make it a group chat! I understand it's a way to avoid huge phone bills and to avoid sending back and forth messages. It is indeed a great way to plan something, but please don't exhaust people with out of agenda bull. It is the most annoying thing! Here we are talking about a hens night! Then someone mentions a certain dish we ought to make, the recipe can only be given by someone's grandmother! And for two days everyone is trying to find out about the grandmother's recipe, and other people start to compare that grandmother with their own grandmother! Keep it in line people, waking up to 20 unread chats about grandmothers will get me quiting in a flash! You would think there's an emergency with the many unread chats you wake up to! Goodnight written 20 different times a and there is still someone who wrote at 3am, 'anyone awake? I am kind of bored and need company!', oh crap! Seriously? We are not here to socialize, keep it on agenda and let's give the bride to be a hens night! So annoying you could actually chew on red hot pepper without notice!

After the party is done, I am literally running out and exiting with my whole being and people are still on about how it was nice to meet you all,  and then go ahead and explain this and that and apologizes that they never managed to get that recipe and the whole saga will start dying off a month after the hens nite! Nooo! I will not sit by the edge and watch it! I will have quit.

The thing is! Not everything is for everyone! Group chats are not for me! And I will be involved if it's extremely important! It's like those people who are always inviting me to play candy crash saga! Dude! I am not interested in crushing candy!😁

I will be the smiling one in the group chat funeral! I will be gleaning with all my 32 teeth, never mind if they will be white or brown! I will be glowing of happiness! And will be the first to clap and jump when I hear the sound of the soil hitting the coffin! I will be so glad:-)

There you have it, you got my number, my email! You know my adress, if its that important, call me! Lets save the world from sisters group, class 2000 group, reunion group, badbitches group haha, bff group, kilimani mums group! And all these rediculous groups! Maybe its just me that have no time to dull chit chats! See i have to put it in a blog so i dont start a chat explaining why i quit! And lets stop with the why emails,i hope you all have an idea now!
Lets play the cat and mouse game, you add i quit👀😹.

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