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|Thursday, April 19th, 2007|
Hi there --- just joined this community after seeing someone on my FL mention it, and thought I'd share my own little tip on dealing with Obnoxiously Loud Cell Phone Users in Public Spaces.
Was in a video store not long ago, and some woman was yelling and ranting into her cell phone to her (it appeared) babysitter. Nearly everyone in the store stopped to stare at her, but she didn't care. It was really offensive.
Here's what I found works, better than a Stare of Doom:
Start singing opera. Within a few feet of the cell phone user.
Yeah, I followed her around for a few minutes, acting non-chalant while singing as annoyingly and off key as I could. (not a stretch, mind you.)
She glared and left the store, other customers laughed.
Hey, it worked.
|Sunday, April 15th, 2007|
|Saturday, March 24th, 2007|
|Tuesday, October 24th, 2006|
So, maybe, if we're lucky (more research may be needed here), the cell phone zombies won't be able to breed? 4 hours a day is kind of steep though... at least I think
it is...Heavy mobile use 'damages sperm'
Heavy use of mobile phones may damage men's fertility, a study has suggested.
Researchers found those men who used a phone for four hours or more a day had fewer sperm and those they had moved less well and were of poorer quality. ( Read more...Collapse )
|Sunday, August 13th, 2006|
G.K. reminisces about America...
"Used to be more freedom in this country. A man would leave the house and you'd be free at least until you got to work, but now you carry a cell phone with you and so you're on a tether at all times. Lindbergh flew the Atlantic without a radio, but we wouldn't think of going through the produce section without having a little cell phone on our hips. You go down to the park and people pull out a cell phone and they dial a number and they say 'It's me, I'm here, I'm in the park.' Now, what does this add to human knowledge, I don't know..."
Garrison KeillorA Prairie Home CompanionJuly 1, 2006
|Sunday, May 28th, 2006|
|Thursday, May 11th, 2006|
Shut the f_-_ Up!
I admit to having one of these bastardly devices (I
did NOT buy it, my boyfriend bought it for me). I'll have to admit that in the sticks of Vermont in the dead of winter with a broken down car they are handy little buggers however.
It's the rest of the time they suck.
The ones I hate the most are the Nextel phones. Or the walkie-talkie "blippity bleep" or "chirp" phones.
My boyfriend says my head nearly snaps and I get "death ray look" trying to find who the culprit is of these phones.
My phone is set to vibrate (so at least I'll get a kick out of whoever's calling). It's shut off on busses, in planes and anywhere basically public where someone shouldn't be smoking.
I was on a bus heading to Foxwoods and this b!tch was right behind me, all "hands free" and talking away while my boyfriends' trying to nap, I'm trying to read and the whole bus is generally quiet. I turned around after 2.5 hours of listening to her and asked her to please move up to the front so at least the driver could listen to her yap and tell her off. She ignored me.
I said, "Hey, can you please shut that off? People are trying to nap, and read, and you're very distracting and rude."
What does she say to me?!
"Yeah, hold on, Shut the fuck up." and then goes back to her conversation!
I got pissed, I said "no you shut the fuck up, everyone's been listening to you for nearly three hours you rude little b!tch".
Then I death-rayed her.
She hung up.
|Friday, April 7th, 2006|
Hello I thought I might join
I would not say I hate cellphones as much as I just don't 'get' them. This coming from a girl who is only turning 23 next month no less.
The bills most of the time are so much more than a normal phone bill. I have seen many friends my age dish out food money just to get the voice mail part of their plan back online and then have to use my everyday home phone to actually be able to talk to someone :P.
A reply to one LJ friends cellphone troubles I posted not long ago:
Cell phones are evil. I don't have one, a landline with a cordless is just fine by me. Being able to be annoyed by calls from who knows where at any time (most likely in the middle of class or some other not nice place) would be worth them paying me money and not the other way around. Plus I have a photosmart M22 already so I don't need a cell to take pictures, and hunting and pecking on a tiny number pad just to text very very slowly in a tiny chatroom is not my idea of fun.
BTW, Stephen King has a new book out called "Cell" that I am sure many members here might want to read. Current Mood: aggravated
|Friday, November 18th, 2005|
why does it feel as if I've sold my soul to de debil?
As a precaution for an upcoming Long Trip, I was recommended to pick up a cell phone ("for emergencies," you know), so today, after class, I went to Triple-A (for free maps!) and then the local Shopping Facility, where I walked into a store called Better Deal Cellular. I was rather blunt in my purpose: I don't want to play Tetris, nor do I want to listen to my non-existent mp3 collection, or any of that peripheral crap...I just want one in case anything goes awry.
One of the employees was a guy I knew in high school, who was once short, is now tall...we both acted like we didn't know each other, reaching the unspoken conclusion that an exchange of words would be far too awkward. The process of "getting" the phone seemed to take forever, as another employee tapped information into a computer and tinkered with the Cellular Components. It cost $84 after taxes (with a supposedly generous rebate offer), and came with 60 "free" minutes. That should be enough for my purposes, I think...
That being said, I certainly am not
betraying the cause of the Anti-Cellphone Brigade.
Though I worry about these opiates that people hold close to their ears, incessantly nattering/listening to the vacuous sentiments of others...and hope I don't fall in with such an unsavory crowd.
I walked to my car with a gray-white-pink T*Mobile bag, with an overwhelming urge to rent Entrapment
|Tuesday, October 11th, 2005|
|Wednesday, October 5th, 2005|
"Malicious hackers could take down cellular networks in large cities by inundating their popular text-messaging services with the equivalent of spam, said computer security researchers, who will announce the findings of their research today.
Such an attack is possible, the researchers say, because cellphone companies provide the text-messaging service to their networks in a way that could allow an attacker who jams the message system to disable the voice network as well.
And because the message services are accessible through the Internet, cellular networks are open to the denial-of-service attacks that occur regularly online, in which computers send so many messages or commands to a target that the rogue data blocks other machines from connecting.
By pushing 165 messages a second into the network, said Patrick D. McDaniel, a professor of computer science and engineering at Pennsylvania State University and the lead researcher on the paper, "you can congest all of Manhattan." "http://www.nytimes.com/2005/10/05/technology/05phone.html
Let's get to it, people! Current Mood: hopeful
|Wednesday, September 28th, 2005|
Operators are standing by ...
Last night, I went to the park for a jog. It's not unusual to see people walking their dogs, babies, etc., with a cellphone in their hand. Stupid? Yeah. But I've grown to accept it as part of my viewing "pleasure" when I jog.
What was different about this time, however, was this one guy walking the park in one of those Garth Brooks/Janet Jackson headsets. You know, a hands-free device. He looked like one of those Time-Life operators on TV. As he walked, he was getting deep into conversation, his hands making gestures as joggers, people, passed by him. All I could think about was that the only thing that separates him from those crazy people who wander the parking lot talking to nobody is that headset. Then, I thought, no. There's nothing separating the two at all.
|Saturday, September 24th, 2005|
I have the BEST mom...
"I want to move out to the middle of nowhere every time I see some dumb fuck with a cell phone up to their ear."
I couldn't believe my mother said that today. Current Mood: proud
|Friday, September 16th, 2005|
Unrelated to cellphones, but amusing (in my opinion, anyway):
a hunchbacked, red-headed male was walking to class as I was leaving campus today, wearing a shirt that made me want to yell out a "RIGHT ON!" Needless to say, I didn't, because it probably would have sounded sarcastic and insincere.
The shirt said: "I'm Just Another Inmate in this Insane World"
|Thursday, September 15th, 2005|
Someone here in the computer lab is yacking away on his phone.
He said, "Oh you're breaking up. I can barely here you."
So I said, "You get better reception outside."
And he looked at me because he couldn't tell if I was serious or if I was just sick of his yacking.
So I said, "Go for it, bro. Believe me it works." I sounded totally geniune just to get him to do it.
And he did, people laughed because they were also annoyed and I was the man of the hour. What an idiot.
|Wednesday, September 14th, 2005|
|Monday, September 12th, 2005|
hello silence, my old friend...
On a college campus, it's bothersome enough when someone in the crowd yells out to someone with the same name as you, and you turn around and look like an idiot when you discover you weren't the one they were yelling at (I have learned to completely disregard this). Today, as I was walking to class, I passed this girl who said "Hey," and I momentarily assumed she was speaking to me; I glanced right briefly to see she was on a cell phone, so I didn't feel like too
much of an ass for acknowledging a non-comment.
It sort of saddens me to see cell phones being poked at and played with during the down time between classes (and even during
class, for that matter)...I remember when that was Game Boy's (the original, with the green- and puke-yellow pixel screen) job. Back in the day, you'd probably be reprimanded for playing a mind-rotting video-game device. A ha.
"OMG MY BFRIEND CALLD WR GOIN DRINKIN AFTUR CLASS!"
I wish I could just talk out loud to myself constantly, too, but I wouldn't want to pay the roaming fees.
There was really no point in posting this. Good day. Current Mood: eh
|Friday, July 15th, 2005|
Are we headed down the same road as the dinosaurs?
Inside a dinosaur skull on display in Indianapolis
is a fossilized brain tumor, scientists say, one that gave the Gorgosaurus "a very bad headache."
What the scientists failed to report is the giant cell phone found buried in rock next to the skull. We all know the dinosaurs were avid users of technology, especially cell phones. They were very social animals, and often would call each other up to organize hunts, set schedules for seasonal migration or just share skin moisturizing secrets. Archaeologists say the dinosaurs used their cell phones constantly, often running into each other on the plains because they were so busy yapping and not watching where they were walking.
Scientific teams have even found evidence of 20-Lambeosaurus pile-ups where Kansas is now.
Some mammals warned the dinosaurs that constant exposure to cell phones might cause brain tumors, but they never listened. They didn't want to give up their cute ringtones and easy escape from face-to-face interaction. We're only now discovering the true cause of their extinction - not the laughable "killer asteroid" theory written by Drs. Samuel J. Qualcomm and Victor B. Nokia.
But our race does not have to be destroyed. Save yourselves! Stop calling your friends to tell them all about the movie you're watching two rows behind me. Stop calling loved ones to rave about the concert still going on as you stand right next to me. Get off the phone ... especially when you're driving in front of me.
Humanity needs you.
(from the blog :nude highway driving)
|Tuesday, July 12th, 2005|
Cell Phone Use Quadruples Car Crash Risk
TUESDAY, July 12 (HealthDay News) -- Drivers distracted by cell phone conversations quadruple their risk of a serious accident, according to new research out of Australia.
The University of Sydney study also found that hands-free mobile phones are no safer than handheld mobile phones while driving.
Researchers analyzed data on 456 drivers who owned or used mobile phones and had been in a traffic crash resulting in injuries requiring hospitalization.
As part of the study, they interviewed the drivers and used phone company records to assess their mobile phone use immediately before the crash and during trips occurring at roughly the same time of day 24 hours, three days, and seven days before the crash. This meant, in effect, that researchers could compare crash risks in the same driver at the same time of day, with the only difference being whether or not they were using their cell phone.
Reporting Tuesday in the online edition of the British Medical Journal, they found that cell phone use occurring in the 10 minutes prior to a crash was linked to a quadrupled risk of having an accident. The researchers also found similar results for the interval of up to five minutes before a crash.
This link between mobile phone use and increased crash risk held true irrespective of driver age, sex, or whether or not he or she was using a hands-free mobile phone, the researchers added in a prepared statement.
The U.S. National Highway Traffic Safety Administration has more about cell phones and driving.
I've been saying it and saying it. The bastards in their damn Hummers and Ford
ExcursionsExcretions and ExpeditionsExecutioners are going to kill me on the freeway while they have conversations with their friends about interesting, important, and stimulating topics such as "Where you at?"
|Wednesday, May 11th, 2005|
A Friend on CNN
I watch CNN every morning, and occasionally Jack Cafferty, on American Morning, will start going off why he hates cellphones, and why he doesn't own one. It's very refreshing and reassuring that there's somebody who's successful, and on TV daily, who hasn't succombed to this horrible trend.