Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Get Off the F'ing Phone!!!


I was running last night through Burbank, about to cross Magnolia on a pedestrian green when a guy in his pick up truck skidded to a halt into the cross-walk while talking on his cell phone.  He was clearly distracted while talking on it.  He was a pasty, chubby-faced, messy-haired, 40’ish man, who looked like an animator or artist to me.

He looked at me like he was embarrassed by what he had done.  Since his windows were first closed, I pantomimed a cell phone to him with anger.  He rolled down his window and said in a high-pitched voice, “I apologized man.”  I countered at him, “That wouldn’t make a difference if I were dead.”

He then said,”I said I was sorry, what more do you want?” while he STILL had his cell phone by his ear.  I shouted at him loud enough for people in their houses five houses deep from the intersection to hear “I want you to get off your fucking cell phone!!!”  He followed this up with cell to ear with, “Oh, nice language.” 

He obviously wasn’t getting it.