I never owned or wanted one until I was 60 years old, and the only reason I got one then was my Ex-Wife bought me one for Xmas. I'm like you, I hate the darned things.........well, not the cell phone itself, but the inconsiderate people who use them.

One time I took my Ex-GF out for a romantic dinner to St Armans Circle in Sarasota. We got the second story balcony (there are only two tables out there) and in the middle of a nice, quiet dinner some clown comes out and stands 3 feet from us and starts a loud conversation on his phone. Finally, I said "Dude!! We're trying to have dinner out here, would you mind!!" He looks at me like I'm the crazy one but did move back inside. I see it all the time where people standing in line next to you are carrying on a conversation at the top of their lungs as if no one around them matters.

And as for people driving with one arm glued to their head, don't even get me started.

Don