I am fed up with mobi-morons walking the streets with their heads stuck in their phones.
so much that I'm fed up with the mobi-morons' sad lives that they have
to glue to their phones 24-7. No. It's more to do with the fact that as
someone who doesn't walk around with his own head stuck in his phone
24-7, I fail to see why it should have to be me who has to watch out for
them and give way to, or walk around them on the path in order to allow
them to uninterruptedly maintain their heads stuck in their phones.
why, as someone who is a little more senior, should I have to stand on a
crowded tram so that some youngster who isn't aware of anything going
on around them in the world that's not on their little 5-inch screen can
sit there and Facebook, Angry Bird or hunt for Pokemons?
the amazing things one notices while standing in a tram. Many of those
on their phones don't actually have anything constructive to do on
their phones. They are actually searching for something to see and do on
It's the girls and young women who are by far the worst.
just do not know how to put their phones away, even for 30 seconds.
They have a persecution complex about the trash-puzzle magazine "Take a
Break". And if they do put their blasted mobiles away for 30 seconds,
second 31 sees them taking their phone back out again to check it -
presumably to see whether World War Three has started, the hole on the
Ozone layer has enlarged or whether one of their witless friends has
posted yet another picture of his penis on Snapchat.
What is wrong with them?