Hell of a Guy

Cell Phones on Airplanes

04/07/2007

I have heard there has been discussion in regard to whether or not to allow cell phones to be used on planes.  God help us!  If they are going to allow this travesty to occur, they should allow us to bring guns on the planes to eliminate the pests that use them.  Can you imagine being stuffed into a plane on a long flight with 100, 200 or more people and you trying to grab a little shuteye with 100 to 200 cell phones ringing intermittently for the length of the flight?  God, help us?

Have you been in a movie theater lately?  There is always some inconsiderate boob who doesn’t turn off his/her cell phone.  The damn things go off in meetings and waiting rooms, in restaurants and probably even church services (I wouldn’t know about the church thing).  I don’t really know why some people cannot part with cellular devices.  Mine drives me up a wall.  Note to the world:  Hell of a Guy hates his cell phone.

I wrote about having to wait at the Indianapolis Airport for a few hours not long ago.  During my beer drinking marathon at this oasis I quite naturally had to answer nature’s call about every thirty minutes – I have a small bladder, in case you wish to make note of it.  I would be willing to lay money on this; almost every time I made the sojourn into the men’s room some doofus would be engaging both in urination and a cell phone conversation – while occasionally juggling the phone from hand to hand.  I was waiting for one of these guys to be doing his business and his cell phone rings; he answers it and says to a buddy who is waiting for him, “It’s for you.” Ouch!

Men and Ladies, how often have you been in a restroom and hear someone from within a stall carrying on a conversation?  Is that not one of the most disgusting things, or is it just me?  I just know Emily Post is rolling over in her grave.  Am I too sensitive about this?  I think not.  Please, do not call me from you cell phone with pee-pee or poopy hands?  This may be a My Bad, but if I even sense you are calling me while you are urinating or defecating, I am hanging up.

And that is all I have to say about that…

 
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Dave -

Hey - It is Heather Utz.  I really enjoyed reading some of your blog.  You have a great outlook on life. 

Sorry I missed you in Louisvile a few weeks ago.  Next time—I will be ready to drink a real beer with you --- Or two!

Have a great weekend!

Posted by  on  04/13  at  10:30 PM

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