Oh...Ihsi how it is.
Saturday, July 10, 2004
Today, at Random Unnamed Retail Store, I stood in a customer service line for about 5 minutes (it sure felt longer, but according to the watch, it was only so long). In this five minute period, Mr Bob (name changed for sake of not knowing individual's name) received four seperate phone calls and had a genuine conversation with each of his callers.
What cought my attention most was Mr Bob's audacity to have a conversation with someone, and to be bothered to have to answer the customer service desk lady's questions. Even so, as he gave the lady his phone number for his obviously untimely return, the woman on the other end of his PDA-cell phone became confused, and began asking, "Hello? Hello?"
When did cell phone conversations become priority over real-life, person to person conversations? I imagine when the first cell phone found itself beeping (and then it would have been a regular sounding ringer) in a customer service line, that person and that subject must have been so important as to pay high bills for such a call. Maybe even important enough to put customer service and other annonymous shoppers' lives on hold.
Even so, today, nobody is "so important" to hold a cell phone. Sure, they're a cool toy, and surely, not everyone can afford one. The truth remains that cell phones are less and less random and in fact are more frequent everywhere we go.
Mr Bob committed an act that I would like to call Imaginated High Society Ignorance, or Ihsi (pronounced "eye-see"). Ihsi, generally, is produced when someone who believes themself to be so important commits a blatant act of ignorance. I see a trend starting, one where it is O.K. to be rude, dispassionate, or ignorant as long as you have the bling to show for it.
I ask this, Mr Bob, where have the manners gone? Where are the young lads tipping their hats to all the ladies? Where are the waves for letting distressed commuters out of a lane merged 100m ago? Where is the decency to say, "I'll call you back, I'm at the service desk"?
Surely, unlike the "good people", they all did not migrate to Canada, as Sam Roberts would have you believe. No, they have simply vanished.
...Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?!
What cought my attention most was Mr Bob's audacity to have a conversation with someone, and to be bothered to have to answer the customer service desk lady's questions. Even so, as he gave the lady his phone number for his obviously untimely return, the woman on the other end of his PDA-cell phone became confused, and began asking, "Hello? Hello?"
When did cell phone conversations become priority over real-life, person to person conversations? I imagine when the first cell phone found itself beeping (and then it would have been a regular sounding ringer) in a customer service line, that person and that subject must have been so important as to pay high bills for such a call. Maybe even important enough to put customer service and other annonymous shoppers' lives on hold.
Even so, today, nobody is "so important" to hold a cell phone. Sure, they're a cool toy, and surely, not everyone can afford one. The truth remains that cell phones are less and less random and in fact are more frequent everywhere we go.
Mr Bob committed an act that I would like to call Imaginated High Society Ignorance, or Ihsi (pronounced "eye-see"). Ihsi, generally, is produced when someone who believes themself to be so important commits a blatant act of ignorance. I see a trend starting, one where it is O.K. to be rude, dispassionate, or ignorant as long as you have the bling to show for it.
I ask this, Mr Bob, where have the manners gone? Where are the young lads tipping their hats to all the ladies? Where are the waves for letting distressed commuters out of a lane merged 100m ago? Where is the decency to say, "I'll call you back, I'm at the service desk"?
Surely, unlike the "good people", they all did not migrate to Canada, as Sam Roberts would have you believe. No, they have simply vanished.
...Didn't your mother ever teach you manners?!