Do you know what I hate? It's inconsiderate people.
This did NOT happen to me, but rather something my friend Em observed this past November 11, 2012.
Em was at the Toronto Remembrance Day ceremony with her family...
Let me present the story in Em's own fantastic words:
"... During the two minutes of silence, a guy's cellphone began ringing.
Not just that - his ring tone was "Another One Bites the Dust." And loud. With lyrics.
And he didn't want to let on it was his phone by turning it off, so it went on and on.
The little guy in front of me started grooving to it.
Dear God. Answering the question 21st century style posed by Wilfred Owen, in one of my favorite poems from WWI - what passing bells for those who die like cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns, and the dumbass ring tones of the neuronally challenged."
Amen, Em. Amen.
Do you know what Em and I hate?
Inconsiderate people.
This did NOT happen to me, but rather something my friend Em observed this past November 11, 2012.
Em was at the Toronto Remembrance Day ceremony with her family...
Let me present the story in Em's own fantastic words:
"... During the two minutes of silence, a guy's cellphone began ringing.
Not just that - his ring tone was "Another One Bites the Dust." And loud. With lyrics.
And he didn't want to let on it was his phone by turning it off, so it went on and on.
The little guy in front of me started grooving to it.
Dear God. Answering the question 21st century style posed by Wilfred Owen, in one of my favorite poems from WWI - what passing bells for those who die like cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns, and the dumbass ring tones of the neuronally challenged."
Amen, Em. Amen.
Do you know what Em and I hate?
Inconsiderate people.