When you walk into the poker room at Foxwoods you are greeted by a sign that informs you that cell phone use is prohibited.
A woman sat down at the table I was playing at and as she fished out her phone to turn it off it started to ring. She answered it and had to be told twice, once by the dealer and then finally by one of the pit bosses, to hang up or leave the table and room.
It wasn't even an emergency type call, "Ok, start by giving him two breaths and then do 10 chest compressions." It was more of a "I think it went well, don't you think it went well...Jane said she thought it went well too."
I just don't get it...I really don't...
Posted by bbarton at November 17, 2005 03:44 PMHeidi - Very true...I just hate having to deal with them. ;)
Posted by: Bob on November 18, 2005 11:06 AMi hate cell phones...and I hate myself for having one...
of course, I never use the damn thing and only have it because I'm afraid of breaking down on the highway.
Posted by: Dawn (webmiztris) on November 20, 2005 05:54 PM
what's there to get? people are idiots!
Posted by: heidi on November 18, 2005 09:42 AM