Mini-Rant: Mobile Phones Part III
If I had to choose the one thing about working in an office that pisses me off on a daily basis, it would have to be the way so many people ALWAYS leave their mobile phones on their desks and let them ring and fucking ring non-stop.
The clue is in the name, shithead. It’s a MOBILE phone.
Does it not occur in your tiny little brain that it belongs in your pocket rather than on your desk – while you are wondering about in a different room, in a meaningless meeting or touching yourself in the toilets.
Not to mention that the worst offenders in this category are the ones with the shittiest ringtones imaginable. Built-in, factory-setting nokia ringtones that are not only monotonously dull but also blare out in that annoying frequency and volume combination that makes your damn teeth vibrate … Crappy pop-song ringtones, obviously chosen in some vain attempt to seem “down with the kids” or some such bollocks.
Plus, it’s always accompanied by the noise of the fucking phone vibrating against the desk like it’s an overworked battery-powered appliance from the underwear drawer of a religious, yet particularly sinful librarian.
Believe me, there is nothing more irritating or less endearing to have a workmate’s phone buzzing and buzzing while blasting out the chorus of Rihanna’s latest abortion of a song. The very fact that you’ve chosen to torture us with such a ringtone warrants a hammer being carefully applied to your handset. And if you catch me on a bad day, your testicles.
So please, for the love of God, try to let it seep into that neanderthal skull of yours that it’s a MOBILE phone.
Pick it up or silence it. Or you may just find it unable to ring at all the next time you return to your desk.
MisterShouty 