Thursday, January 19, 2006
I have moaned about this before but I really take exception to people that sit writing a novel on their phone. There was a girl on the train this morning who was doing just that. The worst part was that she had a crap phone. The keys had a very definite click and she didn't have predictive text so each letter was carefully but quickly formed from two or three clicks.
I thought I would try to subtly tell her she was being annoying by sending a text of my own to a friend and mentioning this woman. I don't think she saw the message before I sent it. Curses.