But here's where I draw the line: If you're in a public bathroom, and specifically in the stall doing your business, turn off the phone. Seriously. Shut it off, stop talking, and save us all the uncomfortable feelings of listening to your stupid conversation that couldn't possibly be put on hold while you take a dump. If you don't shut your yap, I'm going to shove that
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
This Must Be Stopped
It's so funny to think that only a few years ago cell phones were hardly prevalent. When I lived in Italy I thought it was insane how many people had cell phones, because it hadn't quite become as necessary (or popular) here yet. Now, you can't walk two feet without hearing someone's conversation. And, you know what, that's fine. Whatever. I'm just as bad as anyone else. I freaking worship my iPhone and when it's out of range or something's not working, I lose my mind. I immediately feel out of touch, disconnected with the world (which is sad when you consider I'm usually hanging out with real, live people when I'm experiencing cell-phone loss-itis *I made it up, go with it), and want to run into the nearest Apple store and pledge my firstborn child for a working phone (OK, I might be slightly exaggerating, but you get the point).