Washington DC is supposed to be a city of learned people. In fact, it is a city known for people who have very expensive educations who sacrifice high-paying jobs to work in non-profits in an effort to help out their fellow man.
So with all this education, with all these people thinking for people other than themselves, why have people not learned that nobody wants to hear their fucking cell phone conversation.
I still can't believe this goes on, daily, like it does. Cell phones have been around long enough, you ask anyone with one about the etiquette of using one and they would tell you that there is a time and a place to use it. I thought being an idiot on your cell-phone would be looked at like farting aloud in a room full of strangers by now. You'd think nobody would want to be "that person".
This is a tired topic. Its a fucking cliche that I am even writing about it.
So, I'll make it short, if you ride the D2 bus between Glover Park and Dupont and you just cannot wait, cannot possibly wait and just goooottta have that phone conversation, well then let me at least introduce myself: I'm the creepy one, staring, burning a hole in your forehead, making everything awkward. My name is Mike, when you get off the phone can we talk?
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Monday, November 3, 2008
Hello? Oh, hey, yeah...yeah...yeah, I'm an asshole.
Posted by Mikael J at 7:44 PM
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