As I have said in the past, I don't really care much for cell phones. Actually, I think what I said is that "I hate cell phones." So I've decided to make this week "Why I Hate Cell Phones Week" at omarphillips.net. This is part 3 of that series. Part 3 was supposed to be hand-held devices part 2, but that was going to be about the people who actually talked on them outside of their cars, a topic that was covered in Tuesday's comments. So we continue.

The implication is that because I have a cell phone, that means I want to make myself available to talk to you. The reality is that I probably don't want to talk to you. If you're my wife, and you want to tell me to pick up some milk at the store, then fine. Otherwise, call me at home, on that other phone I'm paying for. If I'm not there, assume it's not a good time for me to talk.

I know, you cell phone rights activists will say, "why don't you just not answer your phone if it's not a good time for you to talk?" I'll admit, this is my own fault. My mind says, "what if this is an emergency?" Because really, why else would they call me on my cell phone as opposed to at my house? So I answer, only to find out that you want to know how I'm doing or what I'm doing later*. You interrupted my trip to the Apple Store for that? Goodbye.

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* Let me save everyone the trouble of having to call and ask me this. I'm doing fine, I'm going home, and I'll be asleep by 9:30pm.