I got turned against cellphones in the 1990’s when my husband finally got one of those first HUGE cellphones that took up half the front seat of the car. (We were having to stop at various payphones on our way when he traveled in his job before he got the “cellphone”.) Well, they quickly got smaller & smaller, until now when it’s about like talking into something the size of an Oreo cookie. He still has one in his car since he retired. - I still refuse to become as addicted to a darned cellphone as I am to FR & am amazed at how people have become just an accessory to their cellphones. I’m still human enough that when a person comes up behind me talking, I answer them. I’m 69 & don’t really fit in to this “culture”.
Me, too.
I hate those blue tooth ear thingies, too.
I can't say how many times I have said "Hi" back to find someone was jabbering on one of those little units.
There was a time people walking along apparently carrying on a conversation with no one in particular would have been committed. Now you don't know whether to just avoid them or if they are really talking to someone.