On my way home from work today, I stopped in at my favourite produce store to pick up a few things for dinner. I scooped up my basket and headed straight for the organic section to find some leeks, a few celery sticks and some beets, but little did I know, that this seemingly mindless task was going to turn into a spectacle in the middle of the store. When I reached the section, there was a woman, having a rather loud and shocking conversation about how intoxicated she had been the night before and all about some gentleman that she had taken home. I do try my best not to eavesdrop, but Miss X was blocking the beets, and I really just wanted to get home. I asked ever-so-politely if I could just sneak past to grab what I needed and she sneered at me as if I were a parasite that dared speak out of turn. Miss X continued her conversation intently, and in an effort to stake her claim of the
organic veggie aisle, she refused to move her body or her cart. I asked her again, this time, I didn't mince words, and again, I was met with aggressive resistance. In a moment of
blind produce rage, I snatched the phone out of her hand, and dropped it into her over-sized
handbag.
My patience had completely run out, and
I was not about to be forced to buy
regular vegetables all because some inconsiderate twit was sorting her life out in a
post-alcohol fog. After I was cussed out by the offending party, me and my beets prevailed, but it left me questioning; Have cellphones made us more selfish?
Smart phones, I feel, have spelled disaster for social relations in a public setting. We feel this intrinsic need to be surgically attached to our phones at all times, and it seems to be at the cost of others. In a handful of places around my city, shop owners seem to understand my sentiment, and have posted signs up blatantly forbidding cellphone use while they are conducting business with a cashier.
Laws have been devised to stop us from chatting on our phones while we drive, and now we have to be
told that we shouldn't talk on the phone while we're making a purchase. Ten years ago, you would never have had to lecture a group of adults about
phone etiquette, but today it seems we are completely devoid of manners. No one likes an obnoxious cellphone yacker, so before you engage in a lengthy conversation in a public setting, try something a little bold, a little daring, a little controversial; Think of others and don't be so darn
selfish!
On my way home from work today, I stopped in at my favourite produce store to pick up a few things for dinner. I scooped up my basket and headed straight for the organic section to find some leeks, a few celery sticks and some beets, but little did I know, that this seemingly mindless task was going to turn into a spectacle in the middle of the store. When I reached the section, there was a woman, having a rather loud and shocking conversation about how intoxicated she had been the night before and all about some gentleman that she had taken home. I do try my best not to eavesdrop, but Miss X was blocking the beets, and I really just wanted to get home. I asked ever-so-politely if I could just sneak past to grab what I needed and she sneered at me as if I were a parasite that dared speak out of turn. Miss X continued her conversation intently, and in an effort to stake her claim of the organic veggie aisle, she refused to move her body or her cart. I asked her again, this time, I didn't mince words, and again, I was met with aggressive resistance. In a moment of blind produce rage, I snatched the phone out of her hand, and dropped it into her over-sized handbag. 
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