No Stinkin' Predictions
Monday. I've never owned a mobile phone. During a two year period of dark days at the company I had a company issued phone. The problem with a company phone is they give it to you so they can call you any time of the day or night they feel your services are needed. I didn't really have an issue with that, since my job didn't really require my being available after hours. So, as I said, I've never owned a mobile phone until today when I ordered one online that will arrive at the end of the week. Or the beginning of next week. Or whenever.
I got the cheap plan with the not so cheap phone, the phone that takes pictures, sends messages and Bluetooth's its way to various devices, none of which I plan to acquire. Having that Bluetooth plug in your ear makes sense in the car, I suppose, if you actually have to talk to people while you're driving. (Yes, I know you do, but it gives me no confidence in your driving when I pass you in my slick Honda Element. Now you will be able to have even less confidence in my own driving from your side of the window as you watch me whiz by with one hand on the wheel and the other clapped against my head holding my new-fangled phone.)
You're planning on talking on the phone when you're driving?
I'm not planning on talking on the phone when I'm driving, but then I wasn't planning on buying a phone in the first place. I seem to plan to not do many things that I eventually do, usually on the spur of the moment, many of them done without the aid of alcohol. So I'm not making no stinkin' predictions.