In the words of Kathleen Kelley, played by Meg Ryan in You’ve Got Mail, “What’s so wrong about being personal... Whatever else anything is, it ought to begin by being personal.” I’ve noticed that in this age of electronic devices, we are losing the desire, and possibly the ability, to be personal. We can send email, text messages, tweet, update Facebook, and read blogs, and we never have to say a word to another person. Personal conversation. It’s becoming a lost art, going the way of the handwritten letter.
While in Target recently, I passed people on the phone, some talking loudly, some not so obviously, but in their own little world, taking up space where I needed to be while they were stopped and in the middle of a full gossip session. While making my purchase, the person in front of me talked on her phone the whole time she was being checked out, hardly sparing a glace (much less a word) to the cashier. The person behind me was also on the phone. I was in the middle of two loud one-sided phone calls. It was rude to everyone within hearing range, and especially to the cashier…and yes, even to me.
Then there are the folks with the hands free devices, walking around seemingly talking to themselves. And the Blue Tooth pieces stuck on the ear? Perhaps they could reconsider if their phone calls are really that important! Can we leave our house without a cell phone? I’ve gone back into my house (after locking it up) to get my phone when I’m only going 1.5 miles down the road! (And I’d probably do it again.)
Since we live in a free country, they are free to talk on their phones, and I am free to think they are rude. I rate a loud cell phone conversation (in a restaurant, store, or workplace..or any public place) right up there with being subjected to a glaring backside of someone who doesn’t realize that the waistline of their pants isn’t on their hips!
Maybe it’s just me, or my Southern upbringing, but if a person is doing a service for me, whether they are paid for it or not, they deserve the common courtesy to have me acknowledge their presence.