Pass Me the Cell
...So I was sitting at a traffic light and I looked over to see a man and woman in deep conversation, but not with each other. They were in their own world, each talking on their own cell phone.
So I kind of watched them from light to light. Consumed by their cell phone they didn't even look at each other. So much for the golden days of "love the one you're with".
So I kind of watched them from light to light. Consumed by their cell phone they didn't even look at each other. So much for the golden days of "love the one you're with".