Like pod people - only with a protrusion coming out of their ear!
I'm sure you've seen them, or maybe you are one of them. If the latter is the case, close this window immediately, SoulSlam would rather you not frequent my virtual slice 'o' heaven.
I have a question for you Bluetooth People. Just who are you having a conversation with on a Saturday morn down at the recycling center, or in my neighborhood Shop-Rite? Your one-sided responses make you seem so self-important, like maybe you work for the government and your putting together a presidential pardon, or solving a world economic crisis. Maybe you are a Nobel laureate looking to further a deep mathematical situation that could solve the genetic code. Or maybe, you are a partner of one Mr. Ari Gold, and your working on getting your favorite star a new part in the latest Hollywood blockbuster.
But since you are tossing out your recyclables (good for you!) - and they are not organized (like SoulSlam's) - on a weekend morning in your Wal-mart sweatpants and no-name sneakers, I have to think not. But you keep on blue-toothing and I will keep on laughing at you! A win-win for everybody!
Beware the Bluetooth People.
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