Reading the thread about kids and cell phones reminded me about something that happened a year or two ago.
My wife and I went out to see a play (live theater is one of my favorite things in the world!). I don't remember which play it was now, but I only remember that in the middle, somebody's cell phone rang.
OK, it happens. People forget to turn the damn things off. I've been guilty of that a couple of times myself. But when it happens, most people will have the decency to just turn them off quickly.
Not this guy. He answered it!
Then proceeded to carry on a conversation in a normal tone of voice! He was in some kind of business, and was taking an order from a client! It was unbelievable.
People all over the theater, including the actors, were shooting him death-ray glances, but he was totally oblivious to everything that was going on around him, until someone (maybe it was the theater manager, I don't know) walked up to him, snatched the phone from his hand, whispered something to him (I didn't hear what it was, but I hope it was something along the lines of "This isn't your fucking living room" which is what I would have said), and escorted him out of the theater. A few people nearby applauded.
Things like this make me want to reconsider my position on capital punishment.
My wife and I went out to see a play (live theater is one of my favorite things in the world!). I don't remember which play it was now, but I only remember that in the middle, somebody's cell phone rang.
OK, it happens. People forget to turn the damn things off. I've been guilty of that a couple of times myself. But when it happens, most people will have the decency to just turn them off quickly.
Not this guy. He answered it!
Then proceeded to carry on a conversation in a normal tone of voice! He was in some kind of business, and was taking an order from a client! It was unbelievable. People all over the theater, including the actors, were shooting him death-ray glances, but he was totally oblivious to everything that was going on around him, until someone (maybe it was the theater manager, I don't know) walked up to him, snatched the phone from his hand, whispered something to him (I didn't hear what it was, but I hope it was something along the lines of "This isn't your fucking living room" which is what I would have said), and escorted him out of the theater. A few people nearby applauded.
Things like this make me want to reconsider my position on capital punishment.

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