I hate cell phones

I fucking hate cell phones. I've said it before. Twice in the last week I have gone berserk because of a cell phone. The first time Steven and I were having dinner in a cool sushi/Thai restaurant and this bitch who was siting near us looked at her ringing cell phone and decided that she didn't want to take the call. Rather than silence the ringer, she just let it ring. And ring. And ring. Now, I am pretty certain the reason for this was because she didn't know that she could silence the phone (she was an older lady), but come on. That is SO fucking rude.

Yesterday while we were waiting for our flight from Boston to board, another bitch was eating a donut and talking on her Nextel phone (the walkie-talkie kind)and the call was on speaker. I was reading a magazine and when I heard her on her call, I put down my magazine and stared at her until she hung up. She glanced my way, but didn't seem to notice the daggers coming out of my eyes. That is going to be my new thing. If you annoy me I am going to stare at you. I'll keep you posted on this endeavor.

On a related note, I got a new cell phone today. Normally I wouldn't post such a mundane piece of news, but I traded in my Blackberry for a Razr (or Krazr, I'm not sure what they are called these days). The significance here is that I lived on my Blackberry in my last job. My new job doesn't require me to be as connected, and I haven't been using the email feature of the Blackberry for some time now. I was able to save $25 a month by not having the data charge. I am really excited to lose the Crackbery tether. Steven is really considering getting rid of his, too. I am all about work/life balance and this was a giant step in the right direction for me. Plus, the new phone has a camera, so now I can take pictures of the people that annoy me and maybe I'll post them on my blog!! JK, I wouldn't do that. Or would I?