Thursday nights…
February 16, 2011
now sound promising:
PSA: quit it with the damn phone
February 16, 2011
I promised I’d write this somewhat intoxicated (?) so here goes: Your phone makes you infinitely more unattractive.
Cool man, you got that cute new text message from that cute girl/boy/job/horoscope hotline/bandmate/talent scout/one night stand/roommate/roommates’ little sibling/coworker/petsitter/neighbor/landlord/pet/blogger/whocaresman, aren’t you here to be with your friends?
That guy in the bar stool? That’s your friend. You came to meet up with someone/anyone. I’ve worked in the service industry long enough to know that people can’t seem to sit alone at a table without a book or a goddamn phone, but when you’re with others? More than just rude, but a perpetuating system of loneliness. Let it go. Be wherever you are, with whoever you’re with, & so forth. Seeing a row of bar stools illuminated by the lights off their dim mobile phone screens is debilitating. What cool technology! What sad humanity.
I get it, sure. A quick message here or there, yeah. “I’m at this bar! Come meet up!” But when you spend the night hunched over a 3×2″ screen, perhaps all the liquor in the world won’t salvage your evening.