Agnes by Tony Cochran for March 19, 2024

to the point, gran’ma

From Not Always Right_: I Do, But The Transport Fees Are Ridiculous

I’m on the phone with a client.

Client: “Wait, let me make a note of that. Do you have a pen I can borrow?”

Me: “Are you talking to me?”

Client: “Who else would I be talking to?”

Not my story. Besides, at this time of night mt phone is on “do not disturb”……..

Really, Agnes—do you want to become another slovenly teen buried in a phone, like Chip Flagston or Jeremy Duncan?

Don’t answer that question.

I was doing some yard work in the front yard a couple of days ago when I noticed that a woman’s voice was getting louder and louder. Within a few seconds a woman came around the corner of my street, walking with her hand sticking out in front of her and listening to her cell phone on speaker (turned up loud!). All I got from the conversation in the 1 minute or less that she was near enough to me, was a woman’s voice confessing that she knew that what she had done was wrong and she regretted having a ‘one-night-stand’, but her boyfriend had no business making her… blah, blah, blah. Dang it all! Never did hear the end of the end of the story! Funny!

Still don’t have one. Not planning to get one.

I didn’t get one until after I retired.

I like my flip phone. It works just fine. Yes, I’m old and get off my lawn. ;-p

A cell phone isn’t the answer to everything, Agnes.

Her grandmother is an astute problem solver.

They’re both right.

It’s not the phone I care about, it’s the computer that comes with it

my keitai is a great watch…

I never have conversations on my cell when out for the daily walk with the dog. No one needs to hear one side of any conversation I am having with anyone save for public coffee houses and the like, and even then you’d hear both sides. Now I will take texts however, but only when my dog and I reach the park and need to sit for a moment.