Hey you, on the train, or on the street next to me, or whatever. Yeah you on your cell phone.
Please explain to me why it’s so important to talk at a volume level that is only rivaled by the engine start-up of a commercial jet liner. I’ve heard your entire conversation, and frankly your weekend plans suck, and your life is trivial. Oh, and he didn’t sleep with you because you’re an immature idiot.
I’m very curious as to why people feel the need to talk into their cell phones like naïve tourists asking directions in South America. “WHERE IS BUS!? YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND BUS!!?” Yes, Juan knows where ‘bus’ is. Speaking louder like you’re talking to a deaf dog will not help you, or him. So, just like that – you are an embarrassment to all those in your radiative vicinity.
So you, who’s screaming like a banshee to your friend about your bad “mani-pedi;” The street noise around you doesn’t make it any harder for the person on the other end of the line to hear you. And if one of my friends ever calls me screaming into the phone, you better be getting mauled by a bear. Or else I’m hanging up. D
