I was at a friend's house on Memorial Day, enjoying a lakeside BBQ. We'd already seen quite a collection of wildlife going by when the ducks started quacking.
Turned out to be one guy's cell phone.
Our local military base holds an annual "retiree seminar"-- pretty much a room full of opinionated people in their 60s, 70s, and 80s. When a cell phone goes off, usually at max volume, everyone jumps to their phone because they can vaguely hear some cell-phone-related noise but just can't discern whose ringtone it is.
Then they realize that they need to put on their reading glasses, which is difficult to do with a cell phone in one hand and a squawking spouse in the other. So the call goes to voicemail. The retiree gives up. They put everything away and try to remember what the speaker was just talking about. Of course the speaker is trying to remember the same thing.
30 seconds later the caller tries again.
Turned out to be one guy's cell phone.
Perhaps because they can't hear them. Or because it's difficult to see what you're doing to turn the ringer on/off, assuming you've even been able to work through the manual to learn how to do it.
Our local military base holds an annual "retiree seminar"-- pretty much a room full of opinionated people in their 60s, 70s, and 80s. When a cell phone goes off, usually at max volume, everyone jumps to their phone because they can vaguely hear some cell-phone-related noise but just can't discern whose ringtone it is.
Then they realize that they need to put on their reading glasses, which is difficult to do with a cell phone in one hand and a squawking spouse in the other. So the call goes to voicemail. The retiree gives up. They put everything away and try to remember what the speaker was just talking about. Of course the speaker is trying to remember the same thing.
30 seconds later the caller tries again.
