Throw, throw, throw your phone....

Aug 19, 2010 15:35

At some point or another, I think it's pretty fair to say that we've all been brought to the brink of wanting to hit something, throw something, damage something, because someone has pissed us off. 
This someone can be a parent, another relative, a lover, a roomie, a friend, the Comcast man, the boss, the random neighbor who keeps throwing the hatin' side-eye as you come home from Happy Hour carrying your shoes in your hand, looking like most people look at 2 AM after the bars (except it's 7:30....PM). 
What  I have failed to understand is why we, as a species, like to throw phones--usually when the other end of the line is being attended to by the person with whom we're pissed/frustrated.  (Now, I'VE never done this.  I think this is a crazy, drastic thing to do.  And I never lose my cool like that.  I'm thinking of a 'friend' who did this and has done this a few times....yea...a 'friend.')


But it is, seriously, one of the dumbest actions to take. 
When the phone gets thrown, and thus breaks, one can no longer use the phone to:
  1. call people to talk smack about the hate-ee.  
  2. check Facebook or play games when sleep is lost later that night as a result of the argument/frustration/disagreement over the bill and terms of service with said Cable company.
  3. check in on Foursquare to show the hate-ee how much fun you're having when you're hating on them.  (Even if Walmart and Target are among the places you are supposedly having this fun.)
  4. use the alarm clock on the phone to wake up on time after a long night of not sleeping.
  5. pretend to receive phone calls or texts in the middle of awkward convos.  (Not that I would ever do this. Just like I'd never throw my phone.)
  6. and, finally, call/text the hate-ee to say, "I'm sorry, this sucks, I need to see you so I can be reminded of why I like/love/live with you in the first place." (Unless the object of your hate is the Comcast guy.  Although sometimes, I'd still like to see the person.  It would make me feel better.  I don't know why.)
So, this all being said, I'm on an anti-phone-throwing crusade.  Not 'cause I'm worried about me, but I'm worried about everyone else who owns a phone and may not know what the throwing-of-the-phone-can-bring.

And, on a completely unrelated note:
If anyone has a Verizon Blackberry I could borrow for a few days, I'd love you fo-eva.
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