“Hi sweetheart. It’s Eric. I’m on
the train.”
“Yes, I know it’s the six thirty and not the four thirty, but I had a long meeting.” “No, honey, not with that blonde from the accounts office. It was with the boss.” “No sweetheart, you’re the only one in my life.” ![]() Fifteen minutes later, he was still talking loudly. When the young woman sitting next to him had enough, she leaned over and said into the phone, “Eric, hang up the phone and come back to bed.” Red-faced and absolutely shocked, he shut off his phone and didn’t say a single word for the rest of the train ride. Eric doesn’t use his cell phone in public any longer. |
scream-of-consciousness; "If you're trying to change minds and influence people it's probably not a good idea to say that virtually all elected Democrats are liars, but what the hell."
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It's time to make the loud, cell-talking public into a bunch of Erics. Do your part to assist.
ReplyDeleteEric sleeps on the couch now.
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