Monday, August 31, 2009

You Only Think You've Seen Bad Cell Phone Behavior.

This was an entirely new one on me.

A little while ago, I go to take the trash out (because, hey, it's trash night) and I figure as long as I'm going that way, I should take some of the recycling stuff from its interim inside can to the outside real recycling can.

So I walk out the front door and there's a guy sitting on the little wall in front of our house talking on his cell phone and I don't think twice about this, because it's not like his ass is going to hurt the wall or anything. Then I put the trash in the trash can and I dump the bottles and cans into the recycling can and he turns around and gives me a dirty look. Which is quickly followed by him saying to me loudly, "Do you mind? I'm on the phone here!"

I smiled at him and said "No, I don't mind at all." Then I picked up the recycling can and shook it around like a big pinata until he stormed off in a huff.

Ah, Brooklyn...we're on the forefront of everything!


Random Michelle K said...

Good grief!

Anonymous said...

I'll raise you another one.

I enter a small neighborhood supermarket, carrying two bags with green produce I just bought across the street, a bag in each hand. To open the door, I had to push with my shoulder.
Right behind me a guy enters the store; a cell in one hand, another one is free. I turn at 90 deg to get into an isle and see that he - just as you said - "gives me a dirty look". He also mumbles something. "Excuse me, are you talking to me?" - I ask. "Yeah, he says, - would it kill'ya to hold the door? You're not the center of a Universe, there are other people here. Geeez!"
I was speechless.


Nathan said...

If there was a puddle on the floor, you should have not only held the door -- you should have doffed your coat to keep his tootsies dry.

How rude of you!

Anonymous said...

Nathan: yes, and simultaneously push the buttons on his cell for him, too, while he dictates the TMs. Ah, Brooklyn.

Carol Elaine: I usually come up with a passable comeback in a middle of the following night...