Monday, August 28, 2006
phones on a train
Today, while on the train home to Palatine, I had the pleasure (not) of sitting in front of a girl who's voice sounded exactly like the Indian girl from The Office. Maybe worse. I was exciting for the first time to be riding on the train because that meant a whole hour of uninterrupted reading of my new book, "Haunted" by Chuck Palahniuk. I settled into my seat and cracked open my book, when she sat down...right behind me...that squeaky, high pitched voice. She talked nonstop for an hour about how unfair her HR department was at her hair salon (?) and 'what happens if her car doesn't start and she's late to work...would that mean she'll be terminated?!' I had no choice but to listen to hear dumbass conversation to her dumbass friend on the other line. Even repeated glances her way didn't stop the endless crap coming out of her mouth. She stretched a conversation that should have been 5, maybe 10 minutes long, into a whole freakin' hour! And she spoke at a volume in which you felt that she really wanted everyone on the train to know about the details of her conversation with HR. Here's a reality check, your conversation is not important to us, we think you're annoying. There's a reason why we bring books on the train or ipods or gameboys, it's not for all those things to be drowned out my your nasally voice. I find myself becoming more and more annoyed with these people; the ones who talk at high volumes on cell phones in public confined spaces like the train or the bus or the subway. I don't so much mind when two people are talking to eachother at that volume when I can hear both sides of the conversation. But there's something about these people on their phones on otherwise quiet trains; don't they feel awkward having all theses strangers listening to them? I really need to get an ipod.
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what a perfect moment to pull out your cell phone, dial someone and exclaim "you would not believe this girl on the train!"
:)
you should get an Ipod too. First a job. Then an apartment. Then an Ipod. :)
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