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Musings on bores with cellphones - Page 3 — Brooklynian

Musings on bores with cellphones

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  • redmenace wrote:
    Picking your nose is a completely silent - and solo - activity too, but I don't want to see the person next to me doing it. Brushing hair, putting on makeup - all gross when done at the table.
    sorry, there's a big difference between picking your nose, jerking off in public, and twittering! If someone twittering at another table is gross to you, you should probably work on your tolerance.
    redmenace wrote:
    People texting tend to get a big kick out of themselves, and yeah, that's annoying.
    Don't be jealous because you're stuck with a two year contract with a crappy free phone that you can't play with.
    redmenace wrote:
    I would like to think that manners never go out of style. Like your mother used to say "you're not in your living room".
    huh? twittering has something to do with manners?!? so I guess you are talking about someone twittering/texting that is having dinner with you? hmmm, I guess you can blame your company for having bad manners, or...... wonder why they are bored talking to you.
  • I wish I knew what twittering was...
  • new2hood wrote: I wish I knew what twittering was...
    It's a social networking site that's like the status updates on facebook with literally nothing else. And you're limited to 140 characters, which you can send from your phone or computer.

    http://twitter.com/

    I have an account but never really use it. It seems kind of pointless.
  • Think of it as micro-blogging, for the truly obsessed and self-interested.

    Just enough space for only the most efficient name-dropping, conspicuous consumption and other painstakingly random and contrived thoughts that people simply must know about you.

    :wink:

    ***edited to fix a word.
  • superjonbot wrote: [quote=redmenace]
    Picking your nose is a completely silent - and solo - activity too, but I don't want to see the person next to me doing it. Brushing hair, putting on makeup - all gross when done at the table.
    sorry, there's a big difference between picking your nose, jerking off in public, and twittering! If someone twittering at another table is gross to you, you should probably work on your tolerance.

    I wouldn't like someone at the table next to me playing checkers, either. The tables are awfully close together at a lot of places. Just because someplace like al di la isn't Le Bernadin doesn't mean manners go out the window.
    redmenace wrote:
    People texting tend to get a big kick out of themselves, and yeah, that's annoying.
    Don't be jealous because you're stuck with a two year contract with a crappy free phone that you can't play with.

    I have an iphone.
    redmenace wrote:
    I would like to think that manners never go out of style. Like your mother used to say "you're not in your living room".
    huh? twittering has something to do with manners?!? so I guess you are talking about someone twittering/texting that is having dinner with you? hmmm, I guess you can blame your company for having bad manners, or...... wonder why they are bored talking to you.

    Twittering is stupid. No one needs to know your salad just came, or that your taxi is here. No one needs to know every time you fart. Believe me, no one WANTS to know either.

    get over yourself.
  • From Newsweek,
    AMERICAN GEEK
    N’Gai Croal
    The Peril of Digital Fidgeting

    Devices have become the adult equivalent of security blankets, pacifying us with familiar apps and rhythms of dialogue.
    Article:http://www.newsweek.com/id/145949
  • Carnivore wrote: From Newsweek,
    AMERICAN GEEK
    N’Gai Croal
    The Peril of Digital Fidgeting

    Devices have become the adult equivalent of security blankets, pacifying us with familiar apps and rhythms of dialogue.
    Article:http://www.newsweek.com/id/145949
    I don't know if you posted this to be sarcastic, but thank you anyway.
  • actually, I really like twitter, but only use it on the web. it's like shorthand LJ. at my last job I didn't have time to read LJ so keeping up with ppl's twitter was a good way to know what was up. also, the candidates used it rather effectively, at least to support their consitutents, during the primary season (which isn't really over but, well.) it's also nice to keep up with other blogs, like f*cking c*nts, including commentary from the writer. I used to have it set to my cell but turned it off since I reconnected with european residents. their twitters are to early for me to deal with, and the system isn't smart enough to keep up with my time restrictions.

    in any case, I don't think it's *just* for the self-absorbed. I let folks know I wasn't attending a conference I'd said I was attending earlier, found out a friend broke her leg and got updates on her status as other folks updated, etc. I've definitely turned off people who are asshats who post 50 times a day - it's annoying "oh wow, I'm on the BART. people are retarded." really? I don't need to know, or have any interest. I prefer it as a web-based equivalent to dodgeball shoutouts, though far more limiting.

    in any case, I appreciate the site and am, in fact, checking it now to see what the london folks are up to, reading, etc.
  • zOMG, this thread is so totally ME! 'Cause right now, I'm in Al Di La, Twittering about this post to my buds in Kuala Lumpur and Antonanarivo, Madagascar, while wearing a totally ironic straw hat with a tiny brim and a tissue-thin vintage Queen T-shirt with skinny jeans and Converse flip-flops! My plaid sports jacket is draped over the back of my chair, and the waiter’s just gonna have to deal w/it, ‘cause I’m not tipping him anyway, especially since he gave me the stink-eye when my iPhone rang and I took it off the table to spend a few minutes catching up with my bud Josh in B’burg. Hey, back off, waiter dude -- for all you know I’m a transplant surgeon waiting for the call that they're Medivac-ing a new heart for my patient! When I’m done with my gnocci and Merlot, I’m gonna go barf it all up in the bathroom and hope someone notices my awesome ironic ankle tattoo of Britney shaving her head while I’m on my knees praying to the porcelain god. Then I’m gonna grab my skateboard and skate down 5th Ave, smoking a joint, and go home to pick up the twins from the nanny.

    I’m gonna put them in their double-wide MacLaren and we’re heading straight to your favorite bar to pound down a few PBRs! See ya there!
  • Brooke Lynn Knight wrote: zOMG, this thread is so totally ME! 'Cause right now, I'm in Al Di La, Twittering about this post to my buds in Kuala Lumpur and Antonanarivo, Madagascar, while wearing a totally ironic straw hat with a tiny brim and a tissue-thin vintage Queen T-shirt with skinny jeans and Converse flip-flops! My plaid sports jacket is draped over the back of my chair, and the waiter’s just gonna have to deal w/it, ‘cause I’m not tipping him anyway, especially since he gave me the stink-eye when my iPhone rang and I took it off the table to spend a few minutes catching up with my bud Josh in B’burg. Hey, back off, waiter dude -- for all you know I’m a transplant surgeon waiting for the call that they're Medivac-ing a new heart for my patient! When I’m done with my gnocci and Merlot, I’m gonna go barf it all up in the bathroom and hope someone notices my awesome ironic ankle tattoo of Britney shaving her head while I’m on my knees praying to the porcelain god. Then I’m gonna grab my skateboard and skate down 5th Ave, smoking a joint, and go home to pick up the twins from the nanny.

    I’m gonna put them in their double-wide MacLaren and we’re heading straight to your favorite bar to pound down a few PBRs! See ya there!
    LOVE IT!
  • Brooke Lynn Knight wrote: zOMG, this thread is so totally ME! 'Cause right now, I'm in Al Di La, Twittering about this post to my buds in Kuala Lumpur and Antonanarivo, Madagascar, while wearing a totally ironic straw hat with a tiny brim and a tissue-thin vintage Queen T-shirt with skinny jeans and Converse flip-flops! My plaid sports jacket is draped over the back of my chair, and the waiter’s just gonna have to deal w/it, ‘cause I’m not tipping him anyway, especially since he gave me the stink-eye when my iPhone rang and I took it off the table to spend a few minutes catching up with my bud Josh in B’burg. Hey, back off, waiter dude -- for all you know I’m a transplant surgeon waiting for the call that they're Medivac-ing a new heart for my patient! When I’m done with my gnocci and Merlot, I’m gonna go barf it all up in the bathroom and hope someone notices my awesome ironic ankle tattoo of Britney shaving her head while I’m on my knees praying to the porcelain god. Then I’m gonna grab my skateboard and skate down 5th Ave, smoking a joint, and go home to pick up the twins from the nanny.

    I’m gonna put them in their double-wide MacLaren and we’re heading straight to your favorite bar to pound down a few PBRs! See ya there!
    Made.My.Day. Thanks ;-)
  • Livetotravel wrote: Subjects yet to be discussed:

    Skinny Jeans
    Converse shoes
    Those straw hats for men w/tiny brims
    Plaid Pants or Shirts
    Smoking
    Skate Boarding past the age of 12
    Smoking a joint while walking on 5th Avenue
    Walking around drinking from a beer can
    Throwing up in restaurant bathrooms
    Not tipping or tipping too little

    and other annoying behaviors ... discuss ... :roll:
    Uhm those straw hats have been around for decades and they never should have left in the first place. Particularly for us blading fellas - a lightweight sharp looking hat to keep my head from frying is pretty nifty. Sometimes I'm not in baseball cap mood or dress - so the Panama hat is the perfect solution.

    That said why the ladies with full heads of lovely hair are wearing a hat on a hot day is kinda silly. But c'est la fashion!
  • Brooke Lynn Knight wrote: zOMG, this thread is so totally ME! 'Cause right now, I'm in Al Di La, Twittering about this post to my buds in Kuala Lumpur and Antonanarivo, Madagascar, while wearing a totally ironic straw hat with a tiny brim and a tissue-thin vintage Queen T-shirt with skinny jeans and Converse flip-flops! My plaid sports jacket is draped over the back of my chair, and the waiter’s just gonna have to deal w/it, ‘cause I’m not tipping him anyway, especially since he gave me the stink-eye when my iPhone rang and I took it off the table to spend a few minutes catching up with my bud Josh in B’burg. Hey, back off, waiter dude -- for all you know I’m a transplant surgeon waiting for the call that they're Medivac-ing a new heart for my patient! When I’m done with my gnocci and Merlot, I’m gonna go barf it all up in the bathroom and hope someone notices my awesome ironic ankle tattoo of Britney shaving her head while I’m on my knees praying to the porcelain god. Then I’m gonna grab my skateboard and skate down 5th Ave, smoking a joint, and go home to pick up the twins from the nanny.

    I’m gonna put them in their double-wide MacLaren and we’re heading straight to your favorite bar to pound down a few PBRs! See ya there!
    I WORSHIP YOU
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