Monday, July 13, 2009

Excuse me...am I disturbing you?

Gee whiz…

I haven’t shared a vent about cell phones for some time now, so I think one is due.

For those of you who have just recently started reading this blog, may not be aware of my torrid love affair with cell phones.

Let’s just say that I love cell phones about as much as I love the Estee Lauder women’s fragrance, Youth Dew.

And if you’ve never experienced this fragrance before, just close your eyes and try to imagine what SATAN would smell like.

However, let my clarify by saying that it’s not cell phones I dislike, but rather the compulsive and addictive manner in which many people use them.

I’ve often wondered how these people ever managed to inhale and exhale before cell phones were ever invented.

I recently had a young gentlemen, when discovering that I didn’t own a cell phone, screamed at me, “HOW CAN YOU NOT HAVE A CELL PHONE, DUDE?”

I said, “It’s easy…because it’s not a necessity in my life, therefore I don‘t need one”

He then said, “Look, dude…to live properly, a cell phone IS a necessity.”

I guess cell phones have become a necessary life sustenance, which apparently I’ve been minus.

No wonder I feel so unnecessarily lifeless.

Anyway…

I won’t even go into how I think cell phones should be forbidden while driving a car. I myself, have almost been hit several times by a moving vehicle while the driver was busy talking on the phone. And one time it was by a cab driver.

Another place I feel a cell phone has no business being is while on the job.

I don’t know whether you’ve noticed lately, but it’s becoming more and more of a common practice for employees to be walking around the job, chatting their little hearts out while getting paid to work.

It’s one thing to use a cell phone during a lunch break, or perhaps if someone may be expecting a call about an emergency situation, but to be talking to a friend about personal stuff while customers are waiting to be serviced is totally unprofessional.

And I would like to know how this practice suddenly BECAME professional?

I’m sorry…but work is work. And talking to a friend on a cell phone is your time off.

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve gone into a store when a cashier was deliciously enthralled with their cell phone conversation, where I actually felt like I was inconveniencing them by asking them to ring up my sale. In fact, not too long ago I had an employee complete an entire sales transaction without ever looking at me or saying one word - not so much as a hello, thank you, or a good-bye.

Is it just me, or am I the ONLY person on this planet who feels the need to take someone’s cell phone and place in a nice, tight, dark spot?…..