Monday, July 23, 2007

Would That Emily Post Had Lived To See the Cell Phone

And now I shall proceed to show my curmudgeonly ass.

So I wander into my local Barnes & Noble Travel Section to see if Weird Virginia--Your Travel Guide to Virginia's Local Legends and Best Kept Secrets is worth the cover price of $19.95* when I'm suddenly surrounded and aurally assaulted in the narrow aisle by not one, not two, but three people yakking on their cell phones simultaneously.

It felt like a D & D melee attack and there I was without my +5 Gauntlets of Bitch-Slapping.

Now, I acknowledge (grudgingly) that bookstores are not libraries with enforced rules of quiet, that the neurotypical require almost constant social interaction whether face-to-face or electronically (though I'm at a loss as to why), and I've got nothing against cell phones--I'm not that curmudgeonly; hell, I own one myself--but people! Disconnect once in a while! What in God's name is so important that it can't wait till you get somewhere a little less public?

(And I assure you these conversations to which I was forced to bear witness were not emergencies)

Lest you think I am a lone voice crying in the wilderness, allow me to direct your attention to the following:
Cell Phone Etiquette: 10 Dos And Dont's
The Ten Commandments of Cell Phone Etiquette and an update.

'Nuff said? Good. All that's left is to do something about DWMP**



*No.
It's okay--hardbound, profusely illustrated, full o' stuff--but typically superficial for a book of this type; it lacks the kind of depth and substance I prefer in a travel book, though that's not to say it wouldn't make a great gift for someone. I walked out with Redmond O'Hanlon's Trawler--A Journey Through the North Atlantic ($14.95 trade paperback) instead.

**DWMP--Driving With Maryland Plates. Why is it whenever I see people doing something truly outrageous in their car they are (1) drunk, (2) futzing around with their cell phone, or (3) sporting Maryland license plates?

3 comments:

Cathy VanPatten said...

Don't get me started on the cellphones! I, too, have one, although I don't use it much... and I don't even have the number memorized, because when would I ever call it? But these people who can't be without human contact for more than a couple of minutes at a time? Feh.

By the way... I AM a Potter-head (my dad's mom having been a Potter, and, I'm sure, not a Muggle either...), and I finished the book on Sunday evening. Good read! I think you'll enjoy it. It's masterful, the way she ties it all up...

G. W. Ferguson said...

I had to write down my cell phone number--people would ask and all I could do was give 'em a blank stare.

Given the bloodbath I gather occurs in the final Potter book I'm surprised Wayne hasn't written HIS version!

Or maybe he has.

Cathy VanPatten said...

Oh, gosh... I can only imagine Wayne's version!

All I'll say is that it was a very satisfying wrap up, in general.

On the cell phone number--it ticks Jeff off to no end that I don't know it and can't seem to keep it in my head. But I have other, more important things to remember.