“I’m off to the grocery store,” Edna said.
“TTYL” Ed rattled off while staring at his laptop screen.
“Huh.” Edna stopped in her tracks. “What did you say?”
“NVM” Ed replied after consulting the screen again.
“Are you having a stroke or something?”
Ed stayed focused on the screen. “Not AFAIK.”
Edna dropped her purse, approached her husband, and looked over his shoulder to see a list of social media abbreviations on his computer.
“GRE” she said.
Ed scanned the screen, finally looking up. “That one’s not here. What’s it mean?”
Edna smiled and patted his head. “Get Real Ed.”