My family group chat begins before sunrise.
At 6:12 this morning, my aunt asked who was bringing potato salad to a cookout three weeks from now. By 6:30, there were thirty seven messages, two recipes, one argument about mustard, and a photo of somebody’s rash that had nothing to do with lunch.
If I mute the chat, I miss actual plans. If I leave it on, my phone vibrates like it has been drafted into emergency service.
I suggested we keep messages between 8 a.m. and 9 p.m. My mother said families should not have business hours.
I disagree. This family needs a receptionist.
Is muting them rude?
The chat is not an emergency room. I will respond when dressed.
Imitation is flattering until she buys the exact same cake.
Family chats turn one question into 63 messages and no answer.
Mute it. Love them later.
If she copies the theme, change one thing and let her have it.
My sister copies everything too, then acts like we both invented it.
I would post fake plans just to test the theory.
Some relatives need read receipts removed from their lives.
The group chat needs office hours and a chairperson.