I gratefully acknowledge that cell phones are now a part of our life. While I remember getting along just fine without one, today’s speed of business and the realities of needing to be in touch with my family – particularly in case of emergency – make a cell phone a welcome addition to my wardrobe.
That being said, those who talk while driving (that “hands-free” operation makes it less dangerous is a complete and utter fallacy), those who use their phones in inappropriate places (the theater for example), and those who think that they must speak loudly or shout to be heard, all deserve my wrath. I had thought that the previous list covered most egregious errors in cell phone etiquette and judgment. I have been proven wrong.
With the advent and recently increased popularity of “walkie-talkie” type phones, I am now treated to hearing BOTH sides of what frequently should be a private conversation. The worst offenders – those who carry on such conversations in an elevator where the sound quality is better and the possibility of escape limited – are the ones who should really give second thought as to what it is there proximal neighbors are hearing. Last week in the elevator, I did not need to hear a woman quizzing her friend on how good the sex was on her friend’s date the previous night, nor did I need to hear the graphic and detailed answers. I’m no prude by any stretch of the imagination, but some people are, and there is always the chance of children being present and within earshot. I just don’t want my kids learning about the birds and the bees courtesy of Verizon.
Keep it in your pants! (the phone, that is . . .).
