Cell Phone capers, a freestone short story, a story that I make up.
Once upon a time, only days ago, a lady was in the doctor’s office, inside the hospital. Her husband was there for a small operation. Doctor says that the operation will examine a small tumor, might be cancer or maybe not. Doctor tells her to just continue with her day and later that afternoon he will call her to tell her what the lab found; is it cancer or just a tumor.
She is out driving, shopping. There she is, getting ready to make that left turn at the intersection, in the left turn lane, three cars ahead of her and four more behind her. At the *moment* she begins to turn the wheel, her phone rings! She just knows it is the doctor to report on his operation and probably the phone will only ring several rings, as the doctor is always busy. It must be answered *now*!
[be ten times more distracting to ignore this phone, then to make that turn against traffic!]
Yes, she picks it up, *as* she turns, and yes, it is her doctor. He tells her that the tumor is benign, safe, next week we will remove it, he is OK.
But in her distraction, she “bumps” the car ahead of her. The driver gets out, all full of anger. Another lady. She quickly walks back to the cell phone lady car, getting ready to royally chew her out for using a phone while driving. But just as she winds up to deliver her tirade, *her* phone rings!
“Hello”, she says, into the phone. “Huh”! “Whaaat!!”
[turns out the caller is her long lost brother. A brother who moved to San Francisco ten years ago and got into drugs and became homeless. Been out of touch for all of those years.
“I am now in rehab and they are going to place me into a rooming house for rehab people and the job people are helping me get a job!”]
[she gets back into her car and drives over to the strip mall parking lot and then she goes up to the patio for the coffee shop cafe and then she spends four hours on her phone, with her brother.]
By now there are like 30 people standing around the sidewalk or by their cars, including two policemen. Only minor damage to a fender but her car is still blocking the lane. People are shaking their heads at what they have seen and overheard!
Suddenly, nearly at the very same time, nearly *all* of the 30-odd people’s phones ring! Including two personal phones on the policemen! Everyone then takes out their phones and answers them. Very soon everyone there Just Knows that phones truly come first, in life. Mental telepathy has not been developed yet, so that Phones will have to do for now! So when it rings, all other life stops!
[i have often begun a conversation with someone and suddenly her phone rings and that ends the talk right then and there!]
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