I know I already did a comic complaining about people who listen to music on their cell phone using the external speaker, but…IT’S JUST SO ANNOYING. What’s wrong with these people???
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I went to an advance screening of “Pineapple Express” at the Brooklyn Academy of Music (whom I’m fully aware doesn’t have a sign at all like the one in my first panel). They checked everyone’s cell phones and put them into a brown paper bag with an assigned ticket number. Though someone in the front row I noticed got away with their phone, thankfully it didn’t go off during the movie. The movie by the way was freakin’ hilarious and a lot more over the top in a number of ways that I completely wasn’t expecting. So yes, go see it.
But as I entered the theater looking at all those paper bags of cell phones, cameras and such I couldn’t help but think of the last panel of this comic. Don’t ask me what determines the gender of a cell phone I have no idea.
I wonder if anyone has made a list of the small pockets of underground subways in Manhattan where you can get cell phone service? It’d be an interesting map. Not that I want people on their cell phones while on the subway. People on the subway can be annoying enough as it is talking to each other (or themselves).
My girlfriend was looking at my cell phone and its antennae which I never extend commenting that no one does that anymore. It’s really true, why bother even having it anymore? Does it help at all? It made me realize that whenever I see Fox Mulder from “The X-Files” extending his cell phone antennae before he uses it I’ll laugh a little bit inside.
I forgot my cell phone at work yesterday, but despite feeling completely naked without it I realized that it didn’t really matter all that much. Still, it’s weird how helpless you feel when you don’t have your phone on you. I realized that worse came to worse I have my friend’s numbers on my iPod and could use a payphone.
I’m sure most people in New York had their own commuting horror story yesterday due to the weather. I woke up somewhere between 5:00 am and 6:00 am because of the crazy loud thunder. I was pretty groggy, but I remember thinking it was cool because I like thunder and it’s been a while since we had any. Also the lightning was going crazy flashing in my eyes every few seconds. A friend of mine whose apartment has a view of the World’s Fair globe in Queens said the rain was pouring so hard he couldn’t see the globe.
Anyway, I get to the subway station and I see at least six people on their cell phones, and another woman quickly hailing a cab (I’m sure she had a wonderful time stuck in traffic). Last time this happened the other nearby subway station was all right, so I walked over. Turns out not only were there at least two to three times as many people outside this station on their cell phones, but they had already taped off the station. I called a work friend who lives in Brooklyn to see what they were doing.
I then decided to go back home and read announcements, but luckily passed a couple saying the R train was still running. So I ended up walking to that station, and once I got there it was pretty normal except for the tremendous amount of water on the tracks. Plus the humidity was INSANELY GROSS. There was a guy who looked like he was caught in the rain, but just had just soaked his white shirt in sweat, eeeeeeeewwwwww. So I got to work maybe an hour late. Don’t want to sound ignorant here, but listen up MTA. This happens EVERY TIME there’s a major rainstorm, what’s the deal yo?
Most of my comics contain things that I would dream of, but would never actually do in real life. This one I actually really want to do. I would love to just pre-empt the person’s text by sending their friend one that says something like “Your friend you’re texting with right now is in a movie theater, please tell him to stop. Sincerely, the guy sitting next to him.” Or I suppose just sending a text to the guy next to you with the same message would be pretty awesome too.
Oh, incidentally this was when I was at the screening of Hard-Boiled for the Asian Film Festival. The guy wasn’t texting throughout the ENTIRE movie, but it happened I’d say at least six times which is definitely six times too many.
No, the guy didn’t have this actual conversation but isn’t being on your cell phone while using a urinal quite enough? Seriously, just wait TWO MINUTES. Ew.
I was on the subway and yes there was a woman playing Tetris on her cell phone in the worst way possible, not trying to get Tetrises. I’d try to surreptitiously look over without being too obvious to see if she ever changed tactics. The only reason it seemed that her pieces reached the top of the screen was because she was a crappy player not because she was going for Tetrises. As a die hard Tetris fan this was excrusciating to watch.
This is actually meant two ways. On one hand I can’t stand dealing with financial things because I know very little about how it all works and get a headache trying to think about them. On the other hand Citibank clearly outsources their phone service like all the other mega corporations because the guy who answered for the most part had good English but also was fighting a bit of the Indian accent so I didn’t even understand everything that he was saying. But I’m not one of the dicks out there who will get angry at the phone service person because their English isn’t very good so I just kept on saying no thanks until they ran out of things he was obligated to say and then I hung up. Though the last thing I said was “No thanks that will be all.” To which he replied “Is there anything else I can help you with tonight?”
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