Cell Phones – that little black box

I have a serious hatred for cell phones. I see them and I mean to tell ya I just want to spit. I’m offended by them because everywhere you go someone has a damn cell phone attached to their ear.  It seems like when they put the phone to their ear common courtesies disappear.  Instead of making eye contact with the cashier or watching your kids, you’ve got everyone in line on the phone. People go up and down the isles talking just as loudly as possible on these little life interrupters. Heck, I have a friend that pisses me off because her phone rings every 20 min or so. I told her one time that we don’t ever have a moment together where it’s just two girls hanging out. It’s me, her and every person in the world calling or texting for the most mundane things.  A two minute phone call every 20 min would get on anyone’s nerves. It seems everything comes second to that phone.

I’m irritated with strangers and disappointed by friends but I’m down right pissed when I see people on the phone in the car. The people I see on the phone are the ones I figure believe they’re different than everyone else, accidents won’t happen to them. They can talk/text and drive at the same time without causing any problems at all. The idea that “they’re different” and it “wont happen to them” because they’re “careful” sends a chill  of resentment up my spine. Why resentment? I resent the fact that they’d act so recklessly around me and my friends because they don’t have enough sense to realize that they are just like everyone else, human. If you think you’re “careful” and you do things differently then you have put yourself above every other person on the face of the earth. I hate to break it to you but, you “careful” people are included in fatality reports involving cell phones.

The other cell phone rant is this….what is it that makes people think it’s okay to ignore the cashier or an attendant, waitress, etc, etc as they talk on the phone? It’s rude and it makes everyone around them faceless thus making it easier to act a fool when things don’t go your way. After all, you never took the step of acknowledging their existence as the human being standing in front of you so when they do something to piss you off its a heck of a lot easier to yell at “it” as opposed to “him or her.” Human beings become obsolete, the care we take while dealing with them becomes obsolete as we dial and text. It angers me beyond belief to see people so passively hand over control of their lives to a little black box.

By the way, to manage PTSD hypervigilance symptoms I wear my headphones absolutely everywhere, but when I get up to the counter to pay for my items I remove them.