Ah, but the cell phone thing. I never seen worse addiction... Especially with text messages. I (and most of my NY friends/family) do NOT have the patience to sit there and type letters and all that when you can simply call once, get to the point and hang up. Oh well, different strokes for different folks!
OMG... i am sooooooo anti-cellphone now, since moving here.

not so much having one and making calls, but the TEXTS!! it is so ridiculous to me how many texts ppl in the UK send. it is so impersonal. the day after my birthday, about 5 ppl sent TEXTS to my HUSBAND'S phone that were meant for ME to say sorry they didn't make it the nite before, and happy birthday blah blah blah. (i had like 8 no-shows at my "party", and only 4 others showed up... very hurt feelings on my part... sheesh... where were those texts when they would have been appropriate?

) i was even more pissed that they couldn't have taken the 5 min that it took to type out the message (to someone else's phone) and just CALL ME and say "hello/happy bday" in person. how rude! :\\\'(
also, i went to see the Basement Jaxx/Audio Bullies concert in Notts a few weeks back. the place was WAAAAY oversold, and packed with too many ppl... i could hardly see the stage for the first 1/2 of the show. i looked up on the stairwells, and in the balcony, and watched these few ppl (who had a great view) sit there with mobile phone in hand, sending and recieving TEXTS for the ENTIRE SHOW!!! i couldn't believe it.

i can understand the quick "see u in a few min." or "running late, be there soon" texts or whatever, but i find it extremely rude when ppl sit across from you in a pub, or wherever and spend 90% of their time typing in texts thru their phone. i'd prefer they make the 5 min call and get it over with... but, hey, that's just me.

oh, and another thing! *lol* the commercials and television shows ABOUT TEXTS... (i.e. "When Texts Go Wrong" and that girl that slept with David Beckham, etc...) or shows that have the TEXT STREAM running along the bottom of the screen...

where does it end???
ok gotta go... i need to text myself a frickin LOVE POEM with my name in it...
