Mark Lause wrote:
The other day, as we were trying to negotiate our way through a mall parking
lot, there was a large SUB apparently oblivious to the traffic patterns. As we
pulled past it, there were two college age women each of whom were on their
cell phones.
I said to my wife, "My God! Wouldn't one of them think it was rude for the other to
be in the car with them and preferring to be on the phone?"
Her response was "How do you know they're not talking to each other?"
.
I was on the bus a month ago as the High Skool kids were on their way to
classes.
There was a group of them, 6-7, punching feverishly away at their
cellphones, text-messaging.
I thought for a second that it's really a shame these kids should be in
conversation with unknown parties thousands of miles away while there
were real people to speak with, with common interests, sitting right
next to them, but for all I know, they were texting each other.
For that matter, every time I see a beautiful woman walking down the
street with some guy who is busy on his cellie, I say out loud "Darlin',
hang out with me! I'd pay attention to YOU!".
But truth be told, the cell phone conversation is most likely understood
by the ignored damsel as part and parcel of the 'compulsive accumulation
of "stuff'." '... and the "stuff" shows her, American-style, that he cares.
I do get lots of smiles though, and the guy on the phone never even
notices that I said anything.
Leigh
http://leighm.net/
I used to say, a wee bit of time ago, that you haven't lived till you've
dated a truly hot stripper. The ride nearly always ends in a fiery
wreck but goddamn is it worth it!
But now, in my premature dotage, I feel the need to modify this for
present circumstances and say you haven't lived till you've been accused
by a list member of being a general of the army of darkness. --Anonymous
