Let me start off by saying how fabulous the cell phone is. I remember returning home from my mission, 4 years ago, and thinking..."I am NOT going to go with the "FAD" and get a cell phone. I didn't have one before, so what has changed?"
That uneducated mentality lasted about 5 months and then I broke down and sheepishly galloped onto the cell phone train and bought one. I kind of became obsessed, like so many of us did or do. I remember thinking that texting was one the best inventions and I didn't know how I ever lived without it..Even more so when "Naked Nancy" formally introduced me to predictive texting. It was like the boyf I never had. We just seemed to get along famously well. So well in fact that during class time I found myself checking my phone every 5-10 mins just to see if those 3 little words had appeared on my phone- 1 text msg. It was like a shot of adrenaline racing through my veins and once I pushed the "read" button it was like reaching the finish line of a long awaited race...excitement. I know I sound a bit too passionate about a worldly object, but come on, everyone has felt that thrill of receiving a text from that special someone right?? If not, then pretend for the sake of the story. Any who- even though I may embellish my stories a bit, we can agree that Cell Phones are definitely superbly useful.
However, my one beef with them is the location in which the user chooses to employ or use the phone itself. These past couple weeks I've noticed a trend at the gym. Several people use their cell phone WHILE working out...weird.
Now the first subject I observed while trying to concentrate on obtaining flatter abs, was this woman-a thin, pretty lady on the incline bench where you'd do some form of AB work. However, I saw nothing of that nature. At first I was a little bewildered to why she was just laying on the bench when there clearly were a few people waiting to use it..But I just kept crunching a.k.a. hurting, and watching. Well, it wasn't until I took a breather from my hard core workout- that I realized she was lying there TALKING ON HER CELL PHONE. I'm not sure why this evokes such madness, but it does...and it got even worse when she was pretending to do some leg lifts while talking. When in reality I think she just had an itch. Now, what is the point of that??
Subject number two- Upon my arrival and check in to the gym, on a different day, I noticed someone talking REALLY loud on their cell phone and realized that it was next to the bikes, where I would be doing cardio. I assumed that after a few stink eye glances in her direction she would move....However, apparently I am not that intimidating. Had Kirstin been there with me, I'm sure a nice exchange of colorful vernacular would have been involved.. I don’t know. All I do know is that even after I turned my headphones up to the almost full ear blowing extent, I could still hear her lively expressions of "Oh my gosh. and He said what?",...and oh, a nice, sixth letter in the alphabet, bomb. I was livid at this point and finally gave her one last intense visual beat down, before I was going to be forced off my bike and have to “politely” ask her to take her animated conversation elsewhere.
She got the subtle hint and removed herself from the “WORK OUT” area and sat down in the “waiting area” where she was free to talk and wait to her hearts’ content. Have a little respect please. I would tell you about one more but it doesn't compare with the first two so never mind. I just thought these experiences may be something that others can relate to. And I would just like to clarify that I am a big promoter of cell phones, walkie talkies, Morse code, anything and everything to communicate, but have a little respect for others when and where you choose to use them. I am not exempt from this but I have to say that I am more aware of my conversations on my cell phone.
3 comments:
Just a ps you're not allowed to use cell phones at the YMCA. Another reason I love it there, that and the song. You should have said something. I got in a fight with a Puerta Rican couple at Walmart Thursday (had to get the manager) because they cut in line. I did it polietly, but some people need to be learned on manners. It's not ok. Nice stink eye though.
Your blogs are always so long! It kills me! just jokin! But I do love all the details you put in it. That I will not joke about. I am sorry people are stupid and their parentals didn't teach them respect for others. Trust me, I am still trying to teach my husband!
Waiting for a text is kind of like waiting for a comment on your blog isn't it? I have to say I have been on a cell phone while walking on a treadmill. I'm guilty. But, I tried to keep it short.
Post a Comment