For people who deal with the public, cell phones are the bane of our existence. Just when you think you've seen the height of rudeness with those things, someone goes one better ---- even with all the talk about cell phone etiquette, I'm standing in line to pay for a clothing purchase the other day and watched while everyone in line AND the sales clerk stood and waited while the woman at the counter took a cell phone call.
That's why I cherish the small victories so much. It's a little strategy game I like to play.
A woman brings a couple of prescriptions in yesterday and wants no interaction with us other than "How long will it TAKE??" She sits down and starts yapping loudly on her cell phone, recounting every detail of her day so far as well as details of the doctor's appointment that we would rather not hear. In other words, unimportant blabbing. This is NOT a vital conversation, and SHE initiated it.
So her prescriptions are ready and I call her name. She looks right at me, and gives me the one-finger "hold on a minute I-can't-come-up-there-cause-I'm-on-the-phone" salute.
No. This is a non-starter, of course. I put her stuff down and walk away to continue my very busy pile of work. Just then a little old lady comes in to pick up some prescriptions, and to my total delight, settles in to ask about a thousand questions and recount a litany of problems that she had last month with some hip surgery. I was delighted because Miss Cell Phone has now finished her call and is shifting her weight impatiently and looking sour-pussed behind my little old lady, who I take LOTS of extra time with, move just a little slower with, ask if she's got ANY more questions, and chat a little about the weather and what she's doing on the weekend.
You lost your place in line, Miss Cell Phone, and I'm gonna take my SWEET time gettin' back to ya !!
That'll teach you ----- oh, who am I kidding, of course it won't.....