What To Expect When You’re Talking On A Cell Phone Next To Me On An Airplane
Wired: Love It or Hate It, In-Flight Cellphone Use Has Arrived
Found via: Geekerella Alert
As soon as I read that article, I imagined what it would be like to be sitting on a plane next to some self-important loudmouth jerk who can’t disconnect for 2 hours.)
Him: HEY BOB, GUESS WHAT? I’M CALLING FROM THE PLANE.
Me: Bob! He’s sleeping with your wife, dude!
Him: NO, THAT’S JUST SOME GUY IN THE NEXT ROW. SO LISTEN…
Me: Bob! Don’t be a fool, man! He showed me her picture! Damn, does she let you do that kinky stuff to her?
Him: DO YOU MIND, THIS IS A PERSONAL CONVERSATION?
Me: Really?! Because after you pass about 85dB, I think it becomes a public conversation.
Him: BOB, I’M GONNA HAVE TO CALL YOU BACK.
Me: Bob, tell your wife I said hi!
Look, I don’t care if you’re working on the notes for your multi-million dollar presentation or what, but if your conversation lasts for more than two minutes at a volume that distracts me from reading my book, expect me to join the conversation.
If you have the right to make noise that I can hear, I certainly have the right to make noise right back at you.
A few years ago I was getting on a flight, a little puddle jumper. Some business suit bozo wanders in, blabbering away on his cell phone even after the stewardess told him to shut it off. Finally she announced the flight information (“This is flight 578 to Orlando” or whatever) and he realized he was on the wrong flight. Fortunately for him she was nicer than I was, she informed the captain before take off. My answer (and the answer of just about everyone on the flight) would have been “Tough nuts” except instead of “nuts” I would have said “shit” but I didn’t want to put “shit” on a website where someone might read it. Oh shit.
