Now the plumbing department was always filled with those whose problems were of an imminent nature while flooring decisions tend to be made at a more leisurely pace. As I sat at the puter ready to type in the tile order the young guy before me said…..
“ Wait….I better double check with the wife again. “ and so he whipped out one of those fantastic $300.00 phones and stood in the classic texting position and furiously banged out a message….his thumbs nimble and quick from untold hours of practice and he was obviously proud of this skill. We then waited for the return message…which was not long in coming and he immediately put the thumbs into motion again. She answered again and I pictured her at home furiously typing away while surveying the scene of the future new tile floor. This went on for some time while I wondered what the hell is wrong with the spoken word. Then a lady with a shopping cart arrived on the scene to break this all up…..it was her. She had been ninety feet away all this time perusing the shelving aisle.
So…this is progress. I don’t think it should stop until we are back to using Morse code. It would certainly make the roads safer as there would at least be little need to take the eyes off the road……
