This is, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), something that has been, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), nagging at me for a while! You encounter this ordeal, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), every day, and somehow it became normal to us in fact, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), compulsory that we accepted it and now find ourselves not phased by this. Whenever you are talking, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), to someone who is using a blackberry, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back),it is very normal for them to switch,, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), mid-sentence and stop what they are doing to check their, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), outgrowing life line through their, excuse me (lowers head and drifts away from the conversation, then back), little plastic cellphones.
I dunno if you got what i was trying to say above, but here;s a clue: It's really really really annoying to talk to someone who cannot formulate a complete thought without stopping 17 times mid-stroke to check and blabber on their blabberry. I know that technology is an alluring an tempting mistress but do we really have to become complete drones to the device? I'm not judging everyone here, only 99.5% of the Lebanese population, but have you ever tried to talk to a person who own a blackberry, three seconds after the hello their hands start twitching and the itch kicks in and they start to foam at the mouth, THEY MUST CHECK THEIR PHONE!!! Their blackberry god has descended on the chariot of telecommunication and commanded them to check the phone. I MUST OBEY MY PHONE GOD, for he has to suck my privacy and social skills away from me...
This fad i believe was originated by the attention-whores who cannot live without the constant questioning of their lifestyles by everyone, yet fail to talk to these people in real life, and has somehow miraculously transferred to "normal" individuals (I'm being very liberal and generous in my use of normal here).
I understand your need for such a device if you are running a company and need to keep track of many people at one, the blackberry serves it's purpose tremendously there, but why, OH WHY, are you using to say hi to friends you practically see each day, if not every other one! And another thing that pisses me off is it;s new Lebanese name, with our ability to downgrade any complex name into 2 letter form it is now called the BB, which either refers to their user's Bra size (both male and female) because a guy who needs so much attention is clearly menstruating... or their firm grasp of the alphabet. Fortunately a key demographic will be very pleased with this new craze: the girlfriends, because let's face it if your man spends 17 hours a day practicing his thumb moves on that little thingy on the blackberry imagine what wonders he could then manage to do to your "mysterious lady garden" (for the lack of a politically correct term).
Finally I'd like to say that technology is not bad, if it's used properly, but wasting such resources on such trivial tasks, furthering us from our human counterpart and seriously damaging our already crippled set of social skills is something that can only be due to severe retardation. So relax put your phone, look up, and actually use your mouth and talk to the person in front of you instead of sending them a text or Blabber on your Blabberry!
I dunno if you got what i was trying to say above, but here;s a clue: It's really really really annoying to talk to someone who cannot formulate a complete thought without stopping 17 times mid-stroke to check and blabber on their blabberry. I know that technology is an alluring an tempting mistress but do we really have to become complete drones to the device? I'm not judging everyone here, only 99.5% of the Lebanese population, but have you ever tried to talk to a person who own a blackberry, three seconds after the hello their hands start twitching and the itch kicks in and they start to foam at the mouth, THEY MUST CHECK THEIR PHONE!!! Their blackberry god has descended on the chariot of telecommunication and commanded them to check the phone. I MUST OBEY MY PHONE GOD, for he has to suck my privacy and social skills away from me...
This fad i believe was originated by the attention-whores who cannot live without the constant questioning of their lifestyles by everyone, yet fail to talk to these people in real life, and has somehow miraculously transferred to "normal" individuals (I'm being very liberal and generous in my use of normal here).
I understand your need for such a device if you are running a company and need to keep track of many people at one, the blackberry serves it's purpose tremendously there, but why, OH WHY, are you using to say hi to friends you practically see each day, if not every other one! And another thing that pisses me off is it;s new Lebanese name, with our ability to downgrade any complex name into 2 letter form it is now called the BB, which either refers to their user's Bra size (both male and female) because a guy who needs so much attention is clearly menstruating... or their firm grasp of the alphabet. Fortunately a key demographic will be very pleased with this new craze: the girlfriends, because let's face it if your man spends 17 hours a day practicing his thumb moves on that little thingy on the blackberry imagine what wonders he could then manage to do to your "mysterious lady garden" (for the lack of a politically correct term).
Finally I'd like to say that technology is not bad, if it's used properly, but wasting such resources on such trivial tasks, furthering us from our human counterpart and seriously damaging our already crippled set of social skills is something that can only be due to severe retardation. So relax put your phone, look up, and actually use your mouth and talk to the person in front of you instead of sending them a text or Blabber on your Blabberry!
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