You're Breaking Up
I wonder how percentage of cell phone conversations include the following sentences. I estimate 45-55%:
"What? I can't hear you."
"Say again? What was that?"
"No, I think it's you. It's not mine."
"Call me back, it's the signal."
"What? I'm sorry, I didn't get that."
It's funny enough to see people glued to cells on the subway, in restaurants, stores, parks and so on, but the best, the best I say, is seeing people walk around like goldfish in a tank trying to get better signals. Zigzagging on a sidewalk or parklawn trying to find that perfect spot where the cellphone works. It's really amusing, watching us technologically advanced folk walk around in circles like dogs chasing our tails.
"What? I can't hear you."
"Say again? What was that?"
"No, I think it's you. It's not mine."
"Call me back, it's the signal."
"What? I'm sorry, I didn't get that."
It's funny enough to see people glued to cells on the subway, in restaurants, stores, parks and so on, but the best, the best I say, is seeing people walk around like goldfish in a tank trying to get better signals. Zigzagging on a sidewalk or parklawn trying to find that perfect spot where the cellphone works. It's really amusing, watching us technologically advanced folk walk around in circles like dogs chasing our tails.
