It’s All About You This Morning
Dear Mister I Am So Important That I Have To Have My Cell Phone On Speaker And I Have To Talk Loudly So That All Of Panara Bread Can Hear Me,
I find it amazing that in today’s world, with the invention of Bluetooth technology and how hip and cool it is to run around town with these little Bluetooth pieces dangling off the ear, you find a need to use the acient and uncool mode of communication in the form of a Nextel phone. Not only did you yell loud enough for all to hear you side of the conversation but you also had the volume on your phone set so that everyone in Panara could hear the caller as well.
Is your ego that big that you need to show off how important you think you are? Or are you just a person that craves attention because you have such low self esteem that you need to have other think that you are more important than you really are?
Either way, it didn’t work. No one was impressed. No one was aggravated with you. No one cared.
Until I came along.
You see, if I had the luxury of time, I would have done much more to mess with you and your phone call. You see, pompass asses like you provide me entertainment. If I had the time I would have sat at the table next to you and been just as rude to you as you were being to the other patrons in Panara.
The only thing I was capable of in the short amount of time that I was there was to walk up towards you table as I was leaving and “accidentally” crash into the table and chairs along side of you and “sneeze” just as I was about to pass you and while I was grabbing a few napkins out of the dispenser behind you I picked up my own phone and pretended loudly to have my own phone conversation.
I could have done much more but as I said before I didn’t have time.
Unfortunately, you were so self absorbed that my actions had very little impact on your own conversation.
I do hope you are there tomorrow. I’ll have more time tomorrow.
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