You know, now that I'm back in college, I've noticed something: everyone has a frickin' cell phone. That's not the thing I find weird, but rather the dumb, dumb conversations I hear taking place on them...and how frequently they take place. As soon as you walk out of a class, there are like eight people who are on their cell phones right away, talking about the dumbest crap. And oh, don't forget the idiots who leave them on in class and disrupt everything with their lame ringtones. No no, Jane, this two-hour exam worth one-third of my final grade is surely not as important as Michelle telling you how drunk she is and who she might have just made whoopee with, but she isn't sure, because of how drunk she is. Take the call; the class can wait.

I'm not kidding you, I was walking about of a class and this guy walking in front of me pulled out his phone, to delight me with this conversation: "Hey, man...nothing...just got out of class...like history and stuff...yeah...yeah...bummer, dude...like three...yeah man...a'ight, later bro." Wow. That sure is worth the $24.99 a month. I mean, whew, what would he have done without his cell phone? His friends were probably real worried, too. Good thing he called.

Heck, even when I was at the library doing my homework for my Literature class, cell phone-based conversation and ringings were so distracting I had to write on my response to the story I was reading, 'if there was a meaning to this, I didn't get it. Maybe because I was in the overly-noisy library. Yes, I note the irony." It makes me wish things like this were a little more common in North America.