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April 11, 2005
My own worst enemy
Do you know how sometimes you see people who do various things, and think to yourself, "That's really annoying!" Yes, me too. That's why I asked the question.
Anyhow, it was a regrettable two and a half years ago that I was attempting to date this girl. One day I called her, left a message, and then set out to go for a jog. For some ungodly reason, I was very anxious for her to call back, so I brought the phone with me on my run. When I think about it, I don't know why, because it's not like I would have interrupted my run to answer the phone. I made it the whole way around, and right when I got back to my apartment, I dropped the phone. It broke into a billion pieces - okay, more like two - and I subsequently had to duct tape the battery to the phone, or it would not work.
The moral of the story is that I have been ridiculed ever since then as a cell-phone toting yuppie, even though it is not true. As you might imagine, I'm very annoyed at this. I have vowed never to bring my phone with me while exercising, and indeed, that has been the last time that I brought the phone.
Nowadays, when I'm at the gym, I occasionally see girls on those ridiculous eliptical machines talking away on mobile phones. I think to myself, "What a hoe." And hoe is the word I use, because I'm L'il Kim. It just really irritates me - I already think people use their phones too much as it is. Personally, I need a little me time. Oz needs time for Oz, as I am fond of saying.
I am ashamed to admit that I became that which I despise a few days ago. I was having a text message conversation with one of my friends - text messages are the new phone coversations - and we were discussing an important topic. However, the conversation was still ongoing as I arrived at the gym. I had two choices: leave my phone in the locker room, or bring it with me and continue messaging as I rode the exercise bicycle. (I love the exercise bicycle. It makes me feel like Ed Harris as John Glenn in The Right Stuff.)
I went with the second choice. I felt immeasurably self-conscious, sure that all the other people at the gym were silently ridiculing me for bringing the phone with me. The kicker: as soon as I got in, the text messages from my companion stopped, so I didn't even anyone to talk to. If you're reading, Christy, thanks a lot! You made me look like a fool!
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Posted by oz115 at April 11, 2005 07:46 PM