While I was talking to a friend the other day, I realised what one of the major problems facing civilization is.
Yes, Iraq's a bit of a bummer, yes the media bombarding us with fear-mongering articles about terrorists on camels is brain-rapingly painful and yes, witnessing the most powerful man in the world unable to pronounce "nuclear" is like having your intelligence sucked out your ear by an alien with a straw.
But closer to home, civilization, as we know it, is doomed as well!
Now, I'm not on about those folk, standing at the bus stop, telling their friends that they're standing at a bus stop. Not that I can fathom why on earth they feel the neccesity to constantly tell people where they are and what they're doing. If you ask me they'd be better off reading a book, but I'm not on about them.
And I do understand that mobile phones have their uses. Like having one in your car in case you break down in the middle of nowhere, where, ironically, you probably won't have a reception, rendering your masterplan useless.
No. I'm on about two major irritants.
The first being the destruction of the English language. We've spent a thousand years creating a beautiful way of expressing ourselves and in ten years time we've managed to degrade it to "cuz u r 4 me"
No capitals, no full stops, no commas and a spelling so simplified you can't really pronounce it anymore.
It pisses me off. It really gets on my mammary protruberances and pulls at my nipples.
I don't mind people misspelling the odd word. That happens. But deliberately destroying words so they can cram more useless information to bombard you with is beyond tolerable. I really despair. And despair and my insanity cracking leads me to my second major problem with mobile phones.
The need to be in constant contact with as many people as possible. What the hell?
Are these people mad or something? Bloody rude is what they are anyway.
You'll be sitting in the bar, someone's phone will go... And they HAVE to pick it up. They have to. They can't turn their phones off and they sure as hell ain't gonna let them ring.
Sometimes you'll get the appology: "I just have to take this.", but most times they won't even be polite enough to lie to you. They'll just stand up and walk away.
And then when they come back they tell you something interesting like: "That was Mike, he's at the cinema."
*insert tons of swearing*
They will just cut off your conversation, pick up the phone and start talking to someone, who isn't there, right in front of your bloody nose. Sometimes even laughing. OH HAHA-BLOODY-HA.
I used to get slapped for whispering in public, well, slapping is the least of punishments phoners should get. A bloody good kicking is what they deserve.
Where on earth did these people learn manners? Am I the only one who gets pissed off with legal delinquency?
Or even worse, when you're talking with them and they receive a private message. You'll be talking to them and they'll start replying to the message, nodding their heads and "mhmm"ing you as they go. Then once they've sent their little message they look up and ask you what you just said.
This is killing society!!!
It's a bloody disease.
Why can't these people leave their phones at home, so they don't have to phone up their girlfriends to tell them where they are, so they don't have to ask justification about where someone else was yesterday evening and they don't need to feel obliged to answer every dumb-ass question they're asked?
Okay, maybe I'm boring as hell and this is their subtle way of letting me know. BUT IF I'M THAT BLOODY BORING THAT YOU NEED TO ANSWER EVERY PEEP AND IRRITATING RINGTONE, DON'T BLOODY MEET UP WITH ME AT ALL THEN!!!
Sweet Jesus, I swear to God that Pavlov was born a century too soon!
Yeah. I just had to get that one off my shoulders.
Now I'm off to the pub to weep.
Originally posted by shavixmirtotally agree with u
While I was talking to a friend the other day, I realised what one of the major problems facing civilization is.
Yes, Iraq's a bit of a bummer, yes the media bombarding us with fear-mongering articles about terrorists on camels is brain-rapingly painful and yes, witnessing the most powerful man in the world unable to pronounce "nuclear" is like having yo ...[text shortened]... off my shoulders.
Now I'm off to the pub to weep.
Sent from my iPhone.
My cell phone is under the seat of my car in case of emergencies so if you want to discuss this further call me at home. If I’m not there leave a message and I MIGHT call you back. I’m sorry but I don’t feel this is so important we need to discuss it while I’m driving or standing in line at the bank or grocery store or talking to somebody else.
Originally posted by shavixmirYes yes and thrice yes.
While I was talking to a friend the other day, I realised what one of the major problems facing civilization is.
Yes, Iraq's a bit of a bummer, yes the media bombarding us with fear-mongering articles about terrorists on camels is brain-rapingly painful and yes, witnessing the most powerful man in the world unable to pronounce "nuclear" is like having yo ...[text shortened]... off my shoulders.
Now I'm off to the pub to weep.
Originally posted by shavixmirThe English language is NOT beautiful.
While I was talking to a friend the other day, I realised what one of the major problems facing civilization is.
Yes, Iraq's a bit of a bummer, yes the media bombarding us with fear-mongering articles about terrorists on camels is brain-rapingly painful and yes, witnessing the most powerful man in the world unable to pronounce "nuclear" is like having yo ...[text shortened]... off my shoulders.
Now I'm off to the pub to weep.
I lost my cell phone again and have not bothered to replace it. It's so NICE not to have people constantly harassing me.
The worst are people who speak loudly into their phones on public transit. That's just plain rude. Ridiculous self-involved people who want you to know the details of their useless conversation. Please go kill yourself. And don't leave your corpse lying in front of the doors, the rest of us still need to use them.
Actually, worse than this are people who eat on public transit. Now that truly disgusts me. Some filthy woman beside me yesterday decided to slurp her pissy curry (which stunk like rotten vajayjay) right next to me. Deliberately and excruciatingly slow. I almost popped her one.
Originally posted by darvlayAgreed. I hate the smell of curry.
The worst are people who speak loudly into their phones on public transit. That's just plain rude. Ridiculous self-involved people who want you to know the details of their useless conversation. Please go kill yourself. And don't leave your corpse lying in front of the doors, the rest of us still need to use them.
Actually, worse than this are ...[text shortened]... n vajayjay) right next to me. Deliberately and excruciatingly slow. I almost popped her one.
Originally posted by shavixmirI agree with you, but for me the most significant impact on society is that we don't have to make arrangements anymore. No more organising an evening with your friends before you leave the house. Now, its simply, "where are you? ..... Ok see you in a bit".
While I was talking to a friend the other day, I realised what one of the major problems facing civilization is.
Yes, Iraq's a bit of a bummer, yes the media bombarding us with fear-mongering articles about terrorists on camels is brain-rapingly painful and yes, witnessing the most powerful man in the world unable to pronounce "nuclear" is like having yo ...[text shortened]... off my shoulders.
Now I'm off to the pub to weep.
This is a good thing.
Originally posted by tomtom232You don't think that wasting your life away at a job that doesn't interest you needs a more radical solution than a mobile phone?
I have my cell phone because my work can get boring where I have nothing to do for long periods of time...texting and talking on it help cure that boredom some what.
Originally posted by AThousandYoungWhat do you mean the English language isn't beautiful?
The English language is NOT beautiful.
I lost my cell phone again and have not bothered to replace it. It's so NICE not to have people constantly harassing me.
Sometimes your posts make as much sense as a sack full of silly arse-holes and more often than not, reading you is painfully similar to a tragedy of Greek mythological proportions...
What's not beautiful?