Kinder, gentler celling
A woman sits next to me on the Red Line heading into the Loop and pulls her cell phone out of her purse. Oh, great! I thought. I have to withstand another inane cell phone conversation. And really, who do you have to talk to at 7:30 a.m.
But she fools me. She starts furiously thumbing the keypad on her phone and then presses Send with a slight smile on her face. Within two to three minutes, her phone buzzes. She reads the reply, and then answers in turn. She repeats this for three rounds of text messages.
How civilized.
As opposed to the woman behind us, whining on her phone at the same time to a friend about how hard it is to buy her first home. It's so hard, she keeps saying. Finally, she hangs up, and I notice her eyes have teared up.
Sorry, I just didn't know it was that hard!
Just curious... if she was sitting behind you, how did you notice her eyes had teared up?
Posted by: Molly | April 27, 2005 at 10:11 AM
Molly asks: "If she was sitting behind you, how did you notice her eyes had teared up?"
She actually was standing behind me. And I noticed because I looked up at her.
Posted by: Kevin | April 27, 2005 at 12:12 PM
The other day, I ended up sitting next to this young professional chick who was on the phone with her boyfriend, spouting ridiculous inaccuracies about current events left and right in between *cute* little flirty comments about what she was going to do to him in bed that night. Every other word out of her nasal voiced mouth was "like" -- it was, like, the most annoying conversation I ever,like, had to,like, sit next to. Like, GAG!
Posted by: Christine | April 27, 2005 at 12:44 PM
Just this afternoon, a girl pulled out her phone as the Red line train popped above ground to go to Fullerton. I pulled out my iPod then but not until I heard her tell her friend about a trying DMV experience. (OH, please give her license back, DMV!) The woman sitting next to her made a big deal of changing seats to sit behind me. Cell Girl said, "Oh, the woman next to me is all mad because I'm on the phone." Movin' Woman must've been doing something (silently) behind my back because 2 minutes later, Cell Girl said, "Ma'am, that is just uncalled for." Movin' Woman said, "No, it's not! You've made it my business! If you could lower your voice at all, then it wouldn't be my business!"
They were both just so loud, I had to turn up Justin Timberlake until my eyeballs pulsed.
Posted by: Kristine | April 29, 2005 at 05:54 PM