Thursday, February 04, 2010
Modern Day Bad Manners
1. Texting while purportedly carrying on a conversation with someone who is RIGHT THERE with you – live and in person.
Not guilty. Can’t text to save my sorry soul. I’d say I was all thumbs but apparently it’s done with all thumbs.
2. Interrupting a phone conversation to link to a Call Waiting alert.
Guilty – but only if it’s a very important call. (And all calls from my kids are deemed important.)
3. Not responding to an email within a reasonable time frame (which is?) – or never. Exception – a response beyond that time frame with an explanation.
Not guilty - my OCD kicks in and I reply asap. I could name three such guilty people but I won’t. Are you reading this, D? And why do I still promptly respond when these people initiate communication via email? Because pay-back is rude, too?
4. Not averting your eyes when someone is typing in their password(s).
Not guilty - and it irritates the hell out of me when someone is looking over my shoulder. Bugger off. Yes, I do care about my privacy and, no, I do not visit porn sites.
5. Talking very, very loudly on your cell phone in a public place.
Not guilty. To those who do, please, please, keep it quiet. I do not want to hear yet another (boring) one-sided conversation. Truly, no one is interested in what you have to say. Okay, maybe sometimes if it’s really crazy-wild…
6. Talking on the phone while typing at the computer.
Not guilty. I don’t consider the talking/typing to be an indicator of someone’s skill at multi-tasking – it’s just plain rude. Either give me your undivided attention or let’s end the call.
7. Feeling the necessity to stay connected via cell or computer all day, every day – no matter where you are. (This is not actually rude – it’s more an erroneous misconception as to being indispensable to the world.)
Try turning off both machines and loving the one you’re with or enjoying the pleasure of your own company. You may be pleasantly surprised.
Not guilty - of staying continuously connected.
Guilty - of giving my attention to the person(s) I am with or enjoying my own company because by golly, I’m fascinating, funny – a joy to be with. Sometimes. Well, often enough…