Wednesday, September 02, 2009

PEOPLE WHO TALK ON CELL PHONES AT THE LIBRARY.

I HATE THEM. HOW STUPID AND RUDE AND THOUGHTLESS DO YOU HAVE TO BE TO NOT NOTICE THAT EVERYONE AROUND YOU IS BEING QUIET, AND THEN PICK UP YOUR PHONE WHEN IT RINGS (ON A LOUD, LATIN RINGTONE, OF COURSE) AND THEN YELL LOUDLY INTO YOUR PHONE FOR TEN MINUTES AND NOT THINK THAT THIS WILL BOTHER ANYONE!? IF IT WERE UP TO ME, PEOPLE LIKE THIS WOULD BE SLOWLY TORTURED TO DEATH VIA ELECTRODES PLANTED DEEP INTO THEIR SKIN WHICH WOULD TURN ON AND OFF AT SPORRATIC MOMENTS, CAUSING THEM MASSIVE AMMOUNTS OF PAIN. I HAVE TO PROBLEM WITH CELL PHONES, EVEN DRIVING WHILE ON THE PHONE I DON'T MIND IF ONE CAN DO IT SAFELY (WHICH MOST PEOPLE CAN'T). BUT THIS IS JUST WRONG. THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE WORLD, MORON! AND NONE OF THEM CARE ABOUT YOUR EX-GIRLFRIEND, OR HER CAR, OR YOUR LAST PAINTBALL MATCH, OR YOUR NEW TEACHER, OR YOUR UNCLE'S WEDDING. SO SHUT UP, AND TURN YOUR %^$%# &^%@#(ED RINGER OFF.

THE END.

13 comments:

Maggie said...

I HATE THEM TOO, but apparently not quite as much as you do. Maybe they're not as bad here.

Good luck getting that death sentence in the system.

Robin said...

HERE HERE.

What's also terrible are people with those ear pieces that sit on buses and such and talk super loudly with them in. I always want to just walk over to them and yank the thing out of their ear and throw it out a window or something. Grrr.

Šørën Kïêrkêgåårð said...

AGREED.

Yesterday in a parking lot of the grocery store, I could clearly hear the conversation the man was having on his phone.
I could not only hear him clearly, but I could hear the woman he was speaking to as well.
(Felicia stole her credit card.)

I don't like the ear pieces either. Some guy in a mall was staring at me while talking on one of those and I kept staring back trying to figure out what was going on, and then he turned his head and I realized he was spacing out while talking.
Or have you ever been in line somewhere and someone is doing that and you think they are talking to you so you start talking back? And then wonder if they are crazy when they don't answer you?

Technology is cruel. It causes public embarrassment.

Bob son of Bob said...

it gives me great pleasure to have opened the gates to this huge dam of anger that seems to have been dwelling within my friends on the subject of people who talk in the wrong places. let the healing being.

Šørën Kïêrkêgåårð said...

I don't feel healed. I just feel frustration and anger.
Is that okay?

Bob son of Bob said...

oh, perfectly fine. in fact, probably more fun.

Šørën Kïêrkêgåårð said...

Hmm, I think you're right.
I am enjoying my anger.

Robin said...

Oh, and would you like to know another thing that angers me?
If not, too bad, because I'm going to tell you anyway.

PEOPLE WHO DON'T USE TURN SIGNALS WHEN THEY'RE TURNING. I'M NOT EVEN DRIVING YET AND ALREADY IT DRIVES ME MAD.

That had nothing to do with head sets or people who talk in libraries, but it felt good to get off my chest.
Bawh.

Maggie said...

Well then, I apologize if you ever see my dad drive. He uses turn signals, yes, but not as soon as he ought. As with his braking.

Drives me nuts.

Šørën Kïêrkêgåårð said...

My Dear Jones, I totally agree with you. I hate when people are pointing their car in the direction to make a right turn, then turn LEFT and don't use a damn signal! Especially at a three way stop. How am I supposed to know that you're going to turn into the lane closest to you?
I also hate drivers who pull out in front of you on a fast road when no one is behind you, and then go realy sssslllloooowwww.
And then when you can't pass them, ugh. Irritating.

Bob son of Bob said...

personally i always get the strongest implulse to rear-end drivers like that. why do those people even exist?
my dad does the brake thing too. he drives right up behind a car and then slams on the brakes, its kind of fun in a terrifying sort of way.

Šørën Kïêrkêgåårð said...

My uncle does the same thing. I wonder who let him pass his drivers test.

Bob son of Bob said...

lol, i'd never have thought.