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Thursday 7 June 2018

What is this with...

mobile phones?
I don’t get it!  This morning I watched a woman setting off to take her dog for a lovely bracing walk along the prom.  She was on the phone... what was that all about?  Couldn’t it wait until she got home, allowing her time to take in the lovely day?  It isn’t only the young, older folk are on the same kick, walking, sitting, shopping, having a coffee.  In the hospice shop last Friday a mobile phone went, the woman with a foghorn voice answered it as she carried on flicking through the rails of clothes.  All in the shop heard that her friend was running late and then she went into a long description as to which charity shop she could be found in.  As the call ended the whole shop breathed a sigh of relief.  Trouble was the call had obviously jogged her memory and she then decided to call someone else to tell them about her verruca, (it wasn’t exactly that, but it could 
so easily have been!) all the while on the look out for a bargain.
People stroll along the street in deep discussion about the price of cheese in Woolworths oblivious to the scooter approaching from behind to relieve them of their much loved latest gizmo phone and if you ask me they have jolly well asked for it!

Just don’t get me on about driving and texting...

7 comments:

  1. I think the same way. People are online instead of beeing offline. We where on holliday for some years ago on Mauritius. And at all the meals people were tjekking facebook and mails. I don't understand. We are totally offline when we are on holliday. We even don't have a telly. And people don't know why they are so stressed up. I know why. Hugs from Lina

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    1. It is so sad to think of what people’s lives will be like in a few years time, all human interaction will be done via an electronic gadget, slowly but surely man will shoot himself in the foot and become extinct replaced by robots...

      Human hugs back from LX

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  2. It seems to be a universal thing, particularly with the young. I was in Cuba a few years ago and on the next table to us in the lounge area were four teenagers, three boys and a girl. I don't know what nationality they were, but the whole time they sat there they were each on their 'phones. It looked like they were texting and not once did any of them speak to another at the table. I think it's sad that they have to live their lives through their mobile 'phones.

    Joan (Devon)

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    1. Over time their vocal chords will shrink away to nothing, their digits will swell and their means of communication will be via grunts and electronics. How they will procreate one can only hazard a guess?

      LX

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  3. Joan, they were in all probabilty texting each other! Recently, I took my son and his partner out for a meal. When we sat down, their phones were put on the table. While we were talking, a phone would buzz and they would pick it up, read the text, then reply, leaving me mid-sentence. This happened several times, then I left them wondering, "Why?" when I moved to another table. I was furious!

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    1. I would be too Rambler. I think it is so rude and ignorant.

      Joan (Devon)

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    2. Did the penny eventually drop? I hope you told them EXACTLY how it made you feel? I do hope so!

      Our daughter has had a stream of dire boyfriends, one of the last ones put both of his phones on our dining room table. After he had checked them a couple of times I told him his fortune in no uncertain terms. Words to the effect of... if you are finding our company that boring best you bugger off! I didn’t actually say that, certainly he got the drift though! The blooming cheek, sitting eating our food, drinking our wine and finding more interesting diversions elsewhere. We never saw him again... can’t for the life of me think why?

      All this begs the question, what are this generation’s children going to be like if they themselves are forgetting how to conduct themselves?

      LX

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