|English: Mobile phone evolution Русский: Эволюция мобильных телефонов (Photo credit: Wikipedia)|
One of the misadventures of riding transit on a regular basis is when you get someone talking on their cell phones and thinks everyone else should tune them out and not hear what they are saying despite the fact they are talking at the top of their lungs.
Last fall I would ride the 78 line from the Tigard Transit Center to the Portland Community College Sylvania Campus. At least once per week there would be a lady on there that apparently recently immigrated from Africa. She would talk so loud you couldn't here yourself think. I guess she thought it was ok since she was not talking in English so nobody could understand what she was saying. One day as she was getting off the entire bus started clapping and cheering in celebrate her getting off the bus. She must have gotten the hint, since the next couple of times I saw her she didn't talk on her phone.
Then there is the person who decides to talk about personal matters while on the bus. One night on the 44 bus heading from PCC Sylvania, there was a person on there talking about her sex life. Yes once again she was talking at the top of her lungs telling details none of us wanted to hear. OK, I take that back, maybe she did want some of guys on the bus to here because apparently she had a VERY active sex life and maybe was looking for her next hook up since she made it plain and clear she got around.
Then there is the person that gutter talks with every foul word in the book or treats the person on the other end of the line like garbage. I could care less what you do in the privacy of your own home, but I do not want to listen to your foul language and garbage talk while I am on the bus or train. Of course I am in public and cannot force people to be respectful, but heck, I can dislike it.
So there is my pet peeves when it comes to cell phones and public transit. Then again it is part of the adventure right?