I pass by people in the supermarkets yapping on their cells, asking the advice of their friends or spouses on what frozen pizza to buy.
I saw three tourists walking together and each one of them was on their cell phone. They had the company of each other but had to talk to someone else on a phone.
I go to lunch with a friend and they spend half their time on their cell phone. I'm the guy buying, shouldn't I get the attention?
I observe about 50 percent of all drivers speaking to someone on their cell phones. The conversation might go something like this: "How are you?" "Good, how are you?" "What's happening?" "I don't know, what's happening with you?" "Should we do something?" "I don't know, do you want to do something?" I don't know." Then call-waiting kicks in and it's another call: "Howzit?" "OK, howzit with you?" "What are you doing?" "I don't know, what are you doing?" Then the battery dies as they smash into the car in front of them.
Movie theaters, churches, synagogues, business meetings, lectures, the beach, hiking trails ... nothing is sacred any more.
My friend points her cell phone at me as we are being intimate and says, "Smile and say cheese!"
Nowadays the only place you can escape cell-phone mania is by speaking on your land line.