Announcement
I flew back from Tucson last night via Dallas/Fort Worth Airport. My flight from DFW to Baltimore was delayed because Chicago weather prevented my inbound plane from arriving at DFW on time. So this gave me a couple of extra hours to partake in one of my favorite pastimes: people watching.
I can sit for long periods of time in crowded venues silently watching people go to and from all the places they go to and from... from. I look at their faces and clothes, eavesdrop on snippets of conversation, and be generally nosy. You can see a lot of stuff by watching.
Anyway, last night at Gate A-39, I saw a few babes, some power brokers, big hair and shaved heads, several guys simultaneously wearing shorts and cowboy boots (not a good look), and dozens and dozens of people wearing those Borg-inspired, Blue Tooth earphone-things for their cell phones. This last group caused me to reach a cataclysmic decision.
If I ever found myself in a life situation where I was getting so many calls on my cell phone that I thought I had to wear one of those things, I would just have to shoot myself.
I would just have to shoot myself dead.
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I agree and I'll shoot myself in the earphone thingy just to take one out of circulation.
Yeah. And I love encountering people having loud conversations with no one, apparently, until you turn around and see they're wearing one of those things.
I love that commercial where the average looking guy is at the store to pick up a 12 pack and thanks the beautiful girl standing in the aisle is inviting him to a party at her house when in fact she's actually talking on the phone. Then later in the check-out lane, she's apologizing to the person on the phone, but the average looking guy thinks she's apologizing to him. Hilarious. Have no idea what it's a commercial for. But, hilarious.
Ar. Thinks. Not thanks.