I fondly remember the good-old-days, when if someone wanted to make a phone call whilst in a public place, they went into a telephone booth, closed the door behind them, completed their telephone conversation, opened the door, and re-emerged, without having annoyed anyone!
Now, we are surrounded by these dorks, with mobile phones buried into their feeble brains, walking aimlessly around, impervious to their surroundings, talking and gesticulating to imaginary people, within earshot of everyone else around them!
It drives me up the wall!
I
HATE the bleedin' things with a vengance, and the people who use them in a public place...or in my Living Room!....

...!
Paul...with a Mobile Phone in my pocket, permanently switched off, and for dire emergency use only.