Have to get ready for work.
I'm having to laugh, however, at customers with their cell phone addictions. I used to think they were having severe ear aches, what with holding their hands to their ears all the time, but yesterday a woman came in, having a complete conversation while checking out, using one of those mike-and-earplug contraptions. I couldn't tell when she was talking to me or to the other end of the line. It was obviously just as confusing to the other end of the line, because she had to explain that some of the conversation was with me!
Just as ridiculous was the couple who were engaged in separate conversations on separate cell phones. While using his free hand to communicate with me. Does this couple ever talk with each other? Intimately, over a dinner table? What happens when, in the middle of said conversation, one of them has their minutes run out? Such is intimacy in the new millenium.
All for now, time to get showered and pressed and on to work!