Who needs to be a couple these days, when you have a phone. I’m in a restaurant watching how no one relates to who they’re with anymore.
It’s amazing. They come in, sit down, and immediately check their phones, and not briefly either. They look up long enough to order a drink, then go right back to social networking like it’s their life’s work.
What happened to, how was your day honey? Wanna hear about mine?
The drinks come, they sip, heads down ignoring one another. Suddenly one will actually get on the phone to have a lengthy chat as though he or she were alone.
Just say, you bore me baby, and get it over with, then you can simply date your phone…bring it flowers and candy since you take so many liberties with it anyway.
“I’ll have the veal, she, a new battery.”
Of course, then you’ll have to pick up the check. Thank God we now have No Fault Divorce since this would give grounds for adultery a whole new spin.
The whole business makes me want to just retire from public life altogether.
That’s how disturbing I find it all.