Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Talk a Little Louder, Why Don'tcha!

Yesterday I was sitting in a waiting room when a woman walked in and started talking. At first I thought she was talking to me, but she never looked toward me, and nothing she said made any sense. Then I realized that she was on her cell phone, but it was one of those wires that has the ear plug on one end and a small microphone that hangs down near the side of the face.

I absolutely hate those things. For one, when people talk on the phone, then tend to speak louder than when talking face to face, but when the microphone is not right in front of the mouth, the person has to talk that much louder. I thought this was really rude. I don't care if she was a big business woman who has to take lots of calls. Eavesdropping is no fun when you don't have to strain to hear everything, and usually the details aren't nearly as juicy either.

8 comments:

Streak said...

Couldn't agree more. It amazes me how often people will hold very private conversations (or should be private) on their cell phone in a loud voice. I don't want to hear that.

Tony Arnold said...

I wonder if these people ever consider how unethical it is to the person they are talking to. Do they advise that person that they are broadcasting their conversation publicly ?

I was on Amtrak on a business trip going between Baltimore and Philadelphia. A lawyer was having a conversation about a case in great detail with someone else in his office. He was so loud, that everyone in the car eventually moved forward one whole car, but we could still hear him. He seemed totally oblivious to the fact that everyone else was ticked off. Or maybe he did not care. The porter even asked him to be quiet without effect.

All I could think about was the illegality and unethical nature of the situation. He was clearly betraying attorney-client privilege and his client had no idea.

I really hate when your situation happens in the restroom. I walked into the restroom one day and someone started talking to me from the stall next to the urinal. I was mortified of how to handle the situation, so I did not say a word. Then a realized this person was on the pot in a public restroom talking to a friend.

THAT IS JUST WRONG!

Tony

JMG said...

I've always heard that men get sort of nervous when another man talks to them in the restroom. ;-)

I see girls on the phone in the restroom all the time. I don't get it.

rabbit said...

I was in Lowes plumbing dept. and answered all this guys questions about plumbing. When he said goodby he looked at me and said thanks for all your help I saw the phone in his ear.

crittermer said...

A little off subject, but I just noticed that you have Flannery O'Connor down as your favorite author in your profile. I love O'Connor's work! Maybe we could read her for an online discussion sometime.

JMG said...

Sounds good, Critter!

m said...

You should have wrapped that phone cord around her neck.

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