We went out to dinner with friends at Hilton Head. They took us to a very nice restaurant called Charley’s Crab, cloth tablecloths and everything. During the meal at the next table someone’s cell phone starts ringing. As usual, a totally unimportant conversation ensues. Bad enough we had to hear her end of the conversation, but the poor folks she was dining with had their face-to-face conversation put on hold while this woman chats about her day so far. Before the drive back to the condo I made a pit stop in the Men’s Room. While using the urinal a phone rang in the stall right next to me and the guy answered it. He then carried on a conversation about how busy it was a work that day, etc.
Life of Brian
a proud part of the 90%
