Feb. 8th, 2008
Getting old, I guess
Feb. 8th, 2008 01:53 pmRandom Rant of the day
I'm not quite sure what's going on with this generation and the cell phone thing, but it's like they're afraid to be left alone with their own thoughts for even the length of a bus ride, or a car ride, or the walk from the engineering building to the math building, for crying out loud. Or my (sarcasm here)absolute favorite -- the length of time it takes to pee in a public toilet stall!!
An they have the ring tones up so loud even I can hear them, across a noisy restaurant. And they all SHOUT private stuff into them. I am frequently horrified at the things I am forced to listen to in the checkout.
Okay, now it's out of my system, maybe i won't have to say it to some young person who will roll his or her eyes at the backwards little old lady, always going on about "in my day..."
Because, generally, I love the whole idea of cell phones and their convenience. I feel really excited to have lived from a time where not everyone I knew even had a phone in their house, to where everyone has a phone in their pocket.
It's the whole lack of privacy and solitude I regret.
I'm not quite sure what's going on with this generation and the cell phone thing, but it's like they're afraid to be left alone with their own thoughts for even the length of a bus ride, or a car ride, or the walk from the engineering building to the math building, for crying out loud. Or my (sarcasm here)absolute favorite -- the length of time it takes to pee in a public toilet stall!!
An they have the ring tones up so loud even I can hear them, across a noisy restaurant. And they all SHOUT private stuff into them. I am frequently horrified at the things I am forced to listen to in the checkout.
Okay, now it's out of my system, maybe i won't have to say it to some young person who will roll his or her eyes at the backwards little old lady, always going on about "in my day..."
Because, generally, I love the whole idea of cell phones and their convenience. I feel really excited to have lived from a time where not everyone I knew even had a phone in their house, to where everyone has a phone in their pocket.
It's the whole lack of privacy and solitude I regret.