Joph wrote:
I've never felt any urge to get a cell phone. While I admit there is a chance it may one day come in very helpful, it's much more likely to function as an annoyance. I don't even get up to answer my landline until I hear the machine go off and know who it is.
I've always felt pretty much the same way. The only reason why I finally got one is that at one point I was in a house with room-mates, and the phone got to be quite busy. Also, it was pretty pricey, and problems began to arise with people claiming their charges. In the end, everyone getting their own cell phone seemed to be the logical resolution. Also, I was getting ready to move to the next town to an apartment, with plans to buy a new place within the next year. It saved me having to transfer service multiple times.
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The worst part is that when a person owns a cell phone, the rest of the world feels a sense of entitlement to talk to the cell phone owner at any time, day or night. "How come I couldn't reach you? I called your cell phone!" I foot my telecommunications bill so I decide when to make myself available and, as it stands, I'm available when I'm at home. If nothing else, I may go c.1990 old school and get a pager or something so I'll know when someone legitimately needs me but they won't be expecting an instant response.
My friends and family have learned that I only answer the phone when I'm available to talk to them at that time. I don't even take my cell to work, as my view is I'm busy working and whatever they need to say to me can wait. If it's an emergency, they have my work number.
Yeah, I used to get some flak about not answering my phone, once I broke it down to them, they saw my point.
As for the argument of talking in public if it's some kind of life or death emergency, I've got no problem with that. Usually someone going pale in the face and leaving their shopping cart to run out to their car and head to the hospital is a good indication that it
is an emergency and I wish them the best of luck and bear no ill will.
However, being as the example I used was some fat cnut gossiping about her brother, I very much doubt it couldn't have waited until she got home and plopped her fat *** in front of the TV to eat her Ben & Jerry's and drool over George Clooney on late night TV.