BKSir -> RE: Well cellphones don't actually bug me but.. (6/8/2009 2:26:54 AM)
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Okay, I hate my cell phone. It's a good phone, yes. I have one, yes. It's my only phone, yes. But I don't like using the telephone, period. Never have. Will I get rid of my cell phone? No. I use it, I need it for people to contact me, I need it to contact people, I need it at 3am if my car breaks down or I need to call the veterinarian for an emergency, or to talk with my pet or B. when they're away. I still don't like telephones. Will I get rid of someone elses cell phone? Yes! If I'm in the car with someone and they're driving and they pick up their phone, I will take it from them, and hopefully I'm in a particularly generous mood, or I'll drop it out the window. I've done it before, and I'll do it again. It's been proven to be just as dangerous if not more so, to talk on the cell phone while driving, as it is to be driving drunk. (Not counting headsets and hands frees). Unless you're a doctor of some sort or something along those lines and it's imperative to be able to contact you in case of an emergency, please turn that damned thing off in restaurants or theaters. Okay, maybe not off, but turn it to vibrate. And if you get a call, excuse yourself from the table and go outside. I HATE that shit in restaurants. Possibly my biggest pet peeve of all. I'm there to relax and enjoy myself, not hear your side of the conversation with your aunt Maddie about her golden retriever's blocked bowels shouted at obscene levels. No one else is either! Give me half a chance and let me get ahold of your phone, and you'll know what your aunt Maddie's dog felt like. I seriously want to beat these people with their phones until the thing loses all of it's structural integrity and I physically CAN'T anymore. And trust me, I'm not the only one in the restaurant that feels this way. Damn near EVERYONE else there is considering going out to the parking lot and slashing your tires with your head when you do that. That, and your aunt Maddie doesn't want to hear you slurping and chomping away on the phone while you're talking with her. So please, either let it drop to voice mail and you can call her back in a few minutes when you're done eating, or go outside to talk with her. It's NOT that much to ask I don't think. And using them in theatres, the talking, the light (even from texting, that's annoying too, especially if you're the prick that was in front of me at the Star Trek movie), you know what? If I have to explain why you're a douche for that, you'll never get it anyway. Disclaimer: The use of the word "you" in the above posting does not pertain to any particular "you", but just the general "you" to anyone that happens to be reading this (or not) and is guilty of these things. Just letting the general "you" know how annoying the general "I" find this behavior. Thank you. EDIT: I do admit, I have my cell on/next to me 24-7. I may or may not answer it though, depending on who it is. But I keep it there because some people do know that, no matter what time they call, I'll answer. The number that has this ability is extremely small, I can count them on one hand. And if I don't answer, well, I guess you know if you're one of those people or not... unless I'm asleep and don't hear it... The jerkoffs in stores... yeah, once in a while I will walk down an aisle on my cell, normally it's when I'm there with M., B. or the pet, and we've gotten split up. Otherwise, the phone can wait, or I can get the hell out of everyone's way and go stand by the avocado bin or something. Bluetooth? I can't stand them. Not comfy. If you're driving or something, sure, fine, go ahead. But if you're out and about, just pick up your phone and put it to your ear, ya lazy prick! Not talking about people that it's physically truly difficult to do so or literally can't. I'm not THAT heartless. But you, Mr. Joe Lawyer, flapping your arms about in the middle of the deli and yapping at thin air... 10 years ago, we'd have tackled you to the ground and tossed you in the nutty house for that kind of fucking behavior. Just because you have some plastic sticking out of your ear doesn't make you look important, it just makes you look like a pretentious prick and STILL insane... douche...
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