where’s your phone?

Okay,  it’s official…. I am OVER American’s addiction to cell phones.  Those things are NOT growing out of your hand.  You can turn them off and keep breathing.  Seriously.  Nothing will happen.  There will be no loss of life or body parts.  Be brave… try it for 5 minutes.  You can do it.  Just lay it down in front of you.  I know you won’t make it with out eye contact.  Now reach over and mash the little button that turns if off.  Just do it!  Ok… try again.  You will not stop breathing… I promise.  Ok.. rest for a minute,  then try again.  Worse than smoking or drugs, huh?  Got the shakes?  Do you have any memories of BEFORE you got addicted to that phone?  Didn’t think so. 

Let me tell you how the minority lives with your addiction.  Oh, yes.  It affects everyone around you.  I now have fear of intersections.  97% of drivers cannot turn a corner without a cell phone in one hand… sometimes 2 hands.  The new big expensive cells need two hands,  so they use their elbow to turn.   

It doesn’t matter how much I pay for a meal,  I’m forced to listen to what you need to get from the grocery store, how’s the dog feeling,  how about that foot ball game.  I have NEVER over heard an emergency.  Not once.  I have never seen someone jump up and scream they just got a call about their loved one being hurt.  But I have listened to movie details. 

Let me tell you about my bruises.  It seems no one can go to the grocery store now with a list.  Why a list when they have a cell phone.  Of coarse it’s really hard to push a cart and hold the phone and talk and look at produce all at the same time.  So those buggies/carts become weapons.  You have ran over my toe one too many times.  Turn the phone off. 

But my biggest complaint is at the hospital.  The waiting rooms have become phone booths.  Seriously.  Waiting for tests I have listened to whole conversations about how hot so & so’s date was last night.  Or whether he caught fish last week,  and what they were using as bait.  All the while the woman next to me was waiting for her test and results about her brain tumor.  How much time did she have.  I didn’t hear that over a cell phone.  She told me that face to face with tears in her eyes.  Oh,  I forgot.  The guy fishing… he also wanted to know about how the cow was feeling. 

I know every cell phone user isn’t the villian.  But take a real honest look at how you do use it.  How many calls do you get when you’re suppose to be spending time with a friend.  Do you do business on it in the Dr’s waiting room?  Oh,  I know it’s very important.  If  it were that important you should be in your office/car/home taking care of business wouldn’t ya think?  

Alright,  I’ll put my soap box back under the bed for now.  No applause needed.  🙂   As long as ya’ll insist on sharing your every conversation with me… I’m gonna share with you how I feel about it.  LOL 

The polite cell phone addicts take it outside.  I love those people.  And they don’t scream over it.  Did you know that if it’s a bad connection… screaming doesn’t fix it?  Really.

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