Cell Phone Disaster Worlds

I feel like such an old fogy, man. Or is it spelled "fogie?" Nope, it's fogy, cuz Livejournal red-underlined "fogie." 

I feel like such an old fogy, man. Like, I'm such an old fart. But there's something I have to say, and I'll just go ahead and say it, even though it'll make me sound like an old fart. Here it is: I really and truly do feel like there's a giant erosion of manners happening in our society. That's the sort of thing an old fart would say. I guess I don't mind that I'm an old fart, saying old-fartish things, the way I do. I guess I don't mind if people see this and think I'm an old fart. Nope - I guess I don't mind that much at all.

No, it's just that I feel like this species is going down the toilet, and it's happening really fast. I feel like people are all turning into mannerless, inconsiderate creeps.

Okay, here it is. Here's the scenario. You have Person A eating lunch at a restaurant with Person B. Suddenly Person A's phone rings, and it's Person C on the other end of the line. The Good-Manners version of this would be Person A letting Person C leave a message, or else Person A answering the phone and saying, "Can I call you back? I'm in the middle of lunch." Or whatever. But that's never the way it happens, man.

The way it happens is Person A answers the phone and says "Oh, PERSON C!!!!!!!! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!" and proceeds to have a 5 minute conversation while person B sits there and looks all awkward and uncomfortable and ill-at-ease. Because it's always the case that the person on the other end of the cell phone line takes precedence over the person that's sitting right across from them. FUCKITY FUCK!!!!

Fast forward - it's one month later. Person A is having a nice lunch with Person C. Then Person A's phone rings and it's Person B on the other end of the line. Person A proceeds to answer the phone and says, "Oh PERSON B!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!!!!!!!!!" and has a 5 minute long conversation while Person C sits there looking awkward and unfomfortable and ill-at-ease.

Fuckity fuck, man. Why is that? Is it, like, a power-thing? Like, Person A gets a little power trip because he or she looks all important? You know? Like, "Oh, I HAVE to take this CALL!!!!!!!!!! It's SO IMPORTANT!!!!!" I guess people think they look important when they're talking on the phone in public cuz their conversation is WAY too IMPORTANT for them to just wait a half hour and call the person back. See, I don't really think they look important. They just look like asses.  

And the thing is, I don't really know what their motivations are. Maybe everyone who pulls this crap has a different reason for it. I don't know what their reasons are, and I kind of don't care. It's annoying. And I feel sorry for their friends who have to sit there, looking bored, and pretending to be interested in the label on the beer their drinking. Or really fascinated by the fork that's sitting on the napkin in front of them. Or pretending to be engrossed by the little candle flickering on the table. Or checking out the crumbs on their plate. Or glancing enthusiastically at the funny-shaped stain on the floor by their table. Fuckity fuckity fuckity fuckity fuck. 

I'm ranting again. I guess I'm a ranter. I don't know how much good ranting does. But it's hard not to do it when I'm living in such an insane, backwards society.

But why is that? Why is it that the person inside your little electronic gizmo always is more important than the person sitting across from you? Why? It's so lame and stupid. It pisses me off, man.

Okay, letsee what happens when I label myself as having a Fartknockers mood.