People fall into two camps when it comes to cellphone usage on the train. Either they hardly notice it, or they want to beat the cellphone user with a size 12 wingtip until innards come out of both the cellphone and its user.
HarlemLineHarry shares a link to Gawker about the perils of blabbing too loudly about “confidential” matters, such as who you’re about to lay off at Pillsbury, on the train. Reminds me a bit of the doofus I saw/heard on the 6:10 last year, who kept repeating into his cellphone, for all on the train to hear, how this was “CONFIDENTIAL!”
As one would expect from Pillsbury, this is tasty stuff. A snippet:
His conversation, though he stressed how necessary it was to be kept secret (ah, the irony), detailed the current plans of Pillsbury to lay off somewhere in the range of 15-20 attorneys from four offices by the end of March, including a few senior associates with low billable hours and two or three first-year associates…What’s more, he was NAMING NAMES over the phone!
Occasionally this Indian lady will sit next to me and will talk on her phone. Not loud at all, I can hear enough that it is not english. But I swear every now and then I hear her make a sound like someone say ‘awww’ (as in awww, that is cute but not quite to that effect). And she does it numerous successions. I figure it might be a phrase or akin to someone saying “yea, yea” to whatever is being said, just in the language she is speaking. Oh, this happens almost every time. I can’t help but wonder what other people think when she sits next to them.