jhas said:I got rid of my cell phone years ago. I'm just not important enough to
need one. I am, however, still an idiot ;-)
Ah the cell phone, the modern version of the ball and chain. The last
thing I would want on a long bike ride is a #@$! cell phone ringing in
my ear.
If the television has made everyone fat and stupid, the cell phone has
made us frustrated. This has happened to me, more then once.
You take your significant other (SO) to a nice restaurant, not the place
where a pimple coated, teeny bopper says wa fry wi dad, but a place with
a Maitre de. Were talking the nice wine, the candles, the real plates
and forks, the dark lighting, you know, the kinda place you can afford
to go, maybe once or twice a year, when your bonus at work, or tax
refund comes in.
Then all of a sudden, BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING, YEAH, BLAH BLAH BLAH,
typically at a volume that would drown out a Who concert. The person
then proceeds to BLAH at that volume, usually in another language, you
can't even get some entertainment out of it, for the next hour.....
You want to "go postal" at that point, starting with the guy on the cell
phone......
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