Life is teh suck today because (a.ka. the official B_tch & Moan thread)

Ok so I’m sitting here in the cafeteria of the hospital we are visiting due to a scorpion sting…long story, and I’m noticing a rather annoying phenomenon happening with cell phones. I’ve seen it happen with almost everyone – they sit down and put the phone on the table. Why is that?

I know I’m prolly alone in this and cranky ATM cuz I’m surrounded by hospital and sick people but why do folks find it necessary to put the phone on the table? Most tables are light on space in the first place and with food and drinks and more stuff coming it always winds up in someone else’s eating area. [growl]

Inevitably the response you get is “I might get a (insert: call, text, tweet, facebook message here) and have to talk to somebody.” Which in social sub-text that means “I’d rather talk to someone who isn’t here than you.”

It’s true that the extra 3 seconds it takes to pull it from a convenient pocket might have whoever is interrupting meal time [gasp] go to voicemail. Surprisingly, I don’t find that tragic. Sadly, I think many would disagree.

Are they afraid the phone will get lonely? Perhaps they think its going to order some food or other people want to look at their spiffy phone that looks just like everyone else’s? Perhaps they can’t bear to have a meal with friends, family or co-workers as the world passes them by in a data-filled rush of “happenings.” Whatever the case, my heart bleeds for you – put the damn phone away.

Ok, feel slightly better now. Sorry had to rant.

Well, it is a hospital, so they’re probably expecting to hear from friends and family who got word late that so-and-so is in the hospital. Don’t take it personally.

Yes but it happens everywhere. Just look around next time you’re out. Here I could almost understand it.

Not Jim Kirk. He’d never leave his phone out on the table.
He kept it velcroed to his belt, and could whip it out in an instant.
No way he’d risk his phone being stolen and thereby causing a prime directive violation.

P.S Hope you wife is feeling better by the way.:slight_smile:

Sean, not to defend the practice but I know why I do it: The iPhone is a royal beeotch to get out of my pocket when I am sitting down. Older cell phones here smaller and shorter. Even while sitting I could reach into my pocket without snapping the phone in half. With an iPhone if I am at a restaurant if it rings I need to get out from around the table, stand up and pick up the phone.

Now I hear you, I don’t do this in all situations. Casual ones with family, sure. Business, formal, etc ringer is off and phone is in pocket, period.

Don’t get me started tho on people who check their cell phone during conversations. I have seen others do it like it is no big deal. To quote a wise philosopher, “BE WHERE YOU ARE AT!” :smiley:

If we’re on the subject of cell phones, can I mention the shouters? I don’t have an issue with the phones on the table (guilty of an iPhone too) but I’m sick to death of being forced to listen to other people’s BS phone calls at high decibels.

Glimfeather- good luck with the hair.

We had a customer in the cafe the other day, a regular from a bar across the street, complaining over the phone about his manager. Heard all the politics from his work loud and clear.

And please folks, hang up the phone when you order your coffee. Or when you check out at the grocery store, or any time you have to face another live person who is providing you with a service (pause…checks for GR…moves on).

When I’m trying to take someone’s order, and I’m repeating it back to make sure it’s correct, and my customer is on the phone with someone else, it gets difficult. Worse is when they’re standing in front of a long line of people, and I can’t get a word in edgewise to even begin their order because they won’t shut up with the person on the phone. They’re annoying me, but they’re really pissing off all the people behind them who are jonesing for their coffee. After all that, they’d better not complain to me if the drink ends up wrong just because they couldn’t be bothered to suspend their conversation for a few seconds. To add insult to poor communication, they’ll excuse themselves by saying “Sorry,” to the person they’re talking to on the phone, but not to me, the person standing in front of them trying to help them. Bad form.

Glimfeather- good luck with the hair.

Thanks, Dawn. I bought a new heavy-duty comb and another can of hair creme, and the mangy mane looks pretty smooth today. Good thing, too, since a Sbux VP stopped by the store today (one of the worst days ever, but it is over now, and I shall not rant about it any more).

Hrm. I do it lately because I keep mine on vibrate, and the belt loop on the case is broken, so if I’m expecting a call I have to be able to see it. I figure it beats having everyone hear my Rick Astley ringtone.

Heh, Rick-rolling unsuspected bystanders–nice. And I feel your pain, Glimfeather. Way back before headsets and Bluetooth were common, I was working as a cashier at Eckerd and this lady came in chatting away to no one that I could see. Weirded me out till I finally saw the headset in her ear.

I realize that I should be grateful to have a job, but there are days when I really hate it. I try to help people out when they completely ignore the deadlines or leave something off the announcement forms, if they bother to fill out a form at all. But when you’re consistently giving inches to people that feel entitled to take miles, it starts to wear on your nerves just a little bit. Thank goodness I only have to work one more day this week. A full week of this craaaap and some asshat might light the fuse on my Irish temper and I wouldn’t be able to put it out.

Ok so I’m sitting here in the cafeteria of the hospital we are visiting due to a scorpion sting…long story

I’m sorry, Sean, but you kind of lost me right there. Cause I’m picturing you doing battle with a bad ass, giant scorpion, Clash of the Titans style!

I think it’s a valid rant. Funny thing is, I find myself doing it also now, although mostly if I’m out somewhere on my own. Not so much because I might be expecting a call, but because 1. it’s my only timepiece and I want to be reminded of the time, what with kids needing to be picked up from school and classes to kep track of, or 2. I just have too much stuff in my pockets and taking the phone out makes me more comfortable.

That doesn’t excuse the taking a call in the middle of dinner with others, however.

Awesomely Epic…

I just hope Solai or one of the other more computer literate folk than I will take that picture and paste Sean’s face on it.

And Sean, it’s not to mock you, sir, it’s to praise your awesomeness. Because when I think of you and your scorpion stings–ouch!–I will think only of epic battles, which is what a man such as you deserves.

(Seriously, I hope you’re feeling better, man.)

ARGGHHHH! Dammit! I HATE MY PSYCHIATRIST! She’s a frakkin’ idiot! GAGH!

My favoritest pot (this, in flame) got some cranberry jam burned on the bottom (yes I made cranberry jam… tra la la) and spouse tried to use steel wool to get it off. Luckily I caught him before too much damage was done, but there are a few small almost-scratches on the enamel. I am sad… So I’ve now taken over cleaning my pot, and it’s almost back to normal (after round 3 of boiling water-hydrogen peroxide-baking soda solution). So it’s going to be OK, but I mourn my perfect-condition super favorite pot.

I know, boohoo my life’s so hard. But I cook a lot!

My shrink’d have a field day with you!

Ugh, sorry, I’m still wound up.

Well I just found out that one of my family members was diagnosed with MS. just living in shock and devastation now.

It might not be any help right now, but MS is something that you can live with in comfort. It’s not easy by any stretch of the imagination, but it is. One of my best friends has been living with it for a decade+ and has a great quality of life.

It sucks, and they’ll need a lot of help, the best thing you can do is to be there.

nothing really serious problem herem, but today sucks cause Fox again deserved its image with cancelling Dollhouse. AAARGHHH!!

thank you that does help.