Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Crackberries and other stuff
Most of the guys at our office have those blackberries, which are so excellent for getting in touch with people. I send them messages on them all the time. For convenience they are tops. However, there's a problem with them. All the guys who have them have been turned into zombies. They go around trying to type on the tiny keyboard and walk at the same time. This doesn't work, they aren't capable of walking and typing at the same time. Because their attention is so taken up with what they are doing, they don't perceive that they are clogging up hallways and blocking doors.
I had one of the guys this morning chastise me because he came up to the front door of the office and it was locked. Normally, I buzz people in when I see them coming off the elevator, and the door stays unlocked for long enough for them to walk from the elevator to the front door of the office. So Mr. Blackberry shows up and I pressed the button to unlock the door he stands in front of the door for about thirty seconds emailing before he tries to come in. By this time the door has re-locked itself, and I've gone back to whatever I was doing. So he gets all bent out of shape that I left him out there locked out. Am I supposed to sit here and stare at him through the glass door while he emails whoever about whatever instead of getting my stuff done? Why couldn't he read his emails off his Blackberry and then head quickly to his computer and sit down and start replying to them on a grown-up sized keyboard instead of standing outside the office door wasting my time, and typing at a snail's pace.I shudder to think that people use these things while they are driving!
In other news, big thanks to the Desperate Housewife and the Ghostbuster for a wicked party last night. I had lots of fun, and lots of food. On the way home, I made the mistake of walking up Church St. The street was closed all the way through the gay village and it was packed with people in costume. The costumes were cool, but I had to squeeze by people, the way you have to at a concert or a crowded bar, for 3 or 4 blocks! Yeesh! It took ages! It was like gay pride in November. No wonder PP likes queers so much, they are the only people who love Hallowe'en as much as she does!