Earlier today I was in a gas station pre-paying for my fuel. A drop-dead gorgeous brunette, wearing a black business suit with a skirt sidled up next to me and asked me if I was going to make it tonight. My heart raced. I was wearing cargo shorts and a Led Zepplin t-shirt, why would this attractive, sensual, powerful goddess be asking me if I was going to make it? Being male, my mind immediately jumped to the first sexual conclusion it could think of. I turned on the charm. “I wouldn’t miss it,” I said, staring directly into her beautiful brown eyes. The look I received was somewhere between horror and a sad pity. She turned her head ever so slightly and revealed the bluetooth headseat embedded in her auditory canal.
This has got to end. Does it really increase your productivity enough to justify going hands free? Are we so lazy that holding a tiny, lightweight device for the duration of a conversation is that much of a hassle?
Save the bluetooth for useful things like Playstation controllers and Wii wands. Stop giving everyone the impression that you’re a new breed of schizophrenic that talks business strategies to themselves while walking the concourses at airports. It’s embarrasing for us normal people that think you’re engaging us in conversation.
