I can spot a drunk a mile off having the unpleasant fortune of living with one for 5 years. On the phone or in a chat room, or hey, even on a blog. Hence the “Magnited States” comment, slurring her words, abnormal use of profanity. She’s gonna feel like a moron when she sobers up.

The theater is the most obvious place, but rude cell phone people are everywhere. I was trying to get a piece of fruit at the market and had to navigate around this idiot jabbering away blocking everyone’s path. I thought, “Great, it’s not bad enough I have to try to get around them when they’re doing 25 mph in a 40 mph zone, but in the grocery?”

There’s no going back either, I’m afraid.