Phones…WTH!

Werner

Damn was walking to the loo this afternoon at the train station, due to me gold fish bladder when nature whispers I answer and this happens a lot just after a bumpy bus ride.  Any who saw this chick on her crack berry walks past the ladies room right up to the men’s room, starts opening the door realizes she’s walking into a sausage fest and gets this look on her face like it’s someone else’s fault!

Why did this happen you may ask, well she had her face buried in her phone probably catching up on some fantastic gossip or perhaps some enlightening affair that one of her BBM buddies are involved in. I swear if you had placed a bear trap disguised as a bear trap in the walkway she would have stepped into it, and then probably “twatted” about the experience, too involved in her on-line endeavours to notice the bloodied bear trap stump of a leg she’s now left with.

And this pisses me off.  I love talking to strangers which in this day and age makes me pretty strange… I guess. And that is so sad, I have met some of my best friend by doing the “weird guy going to talk to you now” routine on the train, bus, shopping malls, book shops etc etc etc and the ones who I never saw again were for most part awesome people to have met… Like the professional clown from Denmark that was a list topper of awesome people to meet and would never have happened if I didn’t put my phone away and started chatting with my gabber bit.

Never the less most people once they get over the initial shock that someone is communicating verbally to them and not through some nick named profile seem to thoroughly enjoy themselves and tweet about it to their friends… Sad but hey at least they gave their thumbs a rest and exercised their vocal cords some.
One of my favourite things to do is to crack a joke in the elevator, not a whoopa did you feel that joke, people react badly to this, which I would not have known had I not opened my mouth in the first place. Ah I digress, I love to make a joke about how romantic the lift is, it’s a stainless steel box with an ice white led lighting array, quite dim and slightly sexy really.  People make an amusing jest or laugh a bit when I crack it and sometimes just sometimes someone will actually respond with a counter joke or filling comment and in a rare case about how scary a 6foot tall man telling them he finds an enclosed slightly lit area romantic is.  All in good fun though. Oh and on Fridays I
always leave the lift with a loud…have a great weekend people or yall depending on how I feel that day.

I honestly believe cracking the joke and on Fridays wishing people a good weekend improves their lives, perhaps they will tweet about the scary romantic lift ape or maybe they will in turn chat to someone else or even and I do hope this have a great weekend even of it is just the Friday.

Bah I just realized I’m typing this on my phone just made a weird “Bah”sound they guy across from me thinks I’m nuts. Damn it lemme put the phone down and chat to him.

15min later….. Though crowd, got a couple of giggles, two strange looks and one of those “dear god please stop talking and looking at me I want to respond but I’m just  not sure how to do it without my thumbs” must have been a crappy Monday I guess.

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