I was one of them!

Yes. As much as I hate to admit it, I was one of THEM yesterday. I hate people like this but I had a really good reason. I swear!

Do you know those people who can't get off their cell phone to save their lives? No matter where they are and what they are doing they have to continue their conversation. Ordering food at a drive-thru, not important enough. Cashing a check at the bank, not important enough. Out at a restaurant, not important enough. Purchasing items at a store, not important enough.

I was one of Them!

My friend Jessica and I have been playing tag in the phone world. We could never catch each other and we needed to do some catching up. I sent her an e-mail hoping that would help but she is one busy girl and rarely checks her e-mail. So finally, yesterday after work, we both had time to sit down and have a conversation. Yay!

She called right as I was leaving work. The only thing I had to do was get my oil changed. I am going out of town this weekend and it had to be done before I left. So I was going to swing by Jiffy Lube on my way home and have it done real quick. So I didn't bother with telling her I needed to call her back. This was going to be a quick trip that require little attention from me. Wrong!

I get there and they have me pull straight in. I thought my car was going to end up in the pit. Between they guys directions and my lack of attention due to my phone conversation, I was lucky to straddle my car over the large open hole in the floor. So I turn off my car and get out, still on my phone. The guy escorts me over to the waiting room and tells me they will be right with me. I thought, "Yes! More time to talk!" Sadly, no. My phone went dead.

So instead of waiting until I am done getting my oil changed, I find my back-up battery and call Jessica back. Of course as soon as we resume conversation the guy comes and gets me to get all my info. I am sure he loved my lack of attention. "Just change my oil and that's it!" So back into the room I go, still on my phone.

When they are done they want to show you on the computer what all they did and talk to you about future visits. I am on my phone. "Yeah. Yeah. That looks good. Here's my card." I leave, still on my phone.

So to Jessica, "Sorry about all the interruptions from the oily boys."
To Doug, "No, I have no clue what the oily boys did to my car. Read the print out."
To the really nice gentlemen at Jiffy Lube, "I am so so sorry. It really was an important conversation and I will never do it again. I understand if you cussed me after I left. I swear I am not one of those people."

- Love crazy lady who is to important to get off her phone!