tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post4598211216694526881..comments2024-03-05T17:57:45.820-05:00Comments on We Are The World: The Illusion of ImportancePoofhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13705099163872400043noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-64256152110935038312008-09-18T10:40:00.000-04:002008-09-18T10:40:00.000-04:00Hey, I didn't realize that your blog was group the...Hey, I didn't realize that your blog was group therapy. <BR/><BR/>So much cheaper than seeing a shrink. <BR/><BR/>But, no, this time the "friend" was not me. I'll have to remember that technique for future postings, though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-56990086500620155632008-09-18T10:06:00.000-04:002008-09-18T10:06:00.000-04:00A "friend", Ruth, really... this is group support,...A "friend", Ruth, really... this is group support, you can be honest, a "friend" always means oneself in therapy.Poofhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13705099163872400043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-54196266641282124802008-09-17T16:17:00.000-04:002008-09-17T16:17:00.000-04:00I've never faked a call but I have a friend who tr...I've never faked a call but I have a friend who tried to horn in on a cell phone conversation in the lady's room. Of course, my friend had no clue the other woman in the next stall was on a cell phone and kept on answering the stranger's questions until finally the woman announced coldly: I'M ON MY CELL PHONE!!<BR/><BR/>My friend was mortified and waited until the rest room was empty to vacate the stall.<BR/><BR/>This friend is also the one who sat down in a booth at a restaurant with friends. It had been raining and she accidently hit the open button on her umbrella as she was trying to put it down beside her leg. SWOOSH!!! The umbrella flew open, pinning the people in place in the booth! The poor waitress had to crawl on her hands and knees under the table/booth to reach the umbrella button to make it fold up again.<BR/><BR/>Yup, this friend is a keeper!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-86530504822939826362008-09-16T17:10:00.000-04:002008-09-16T17:10:00.000-04:00Renee: YES! I usually don't notice the blue toot...Renee: YES! I usually don't notice the blue tooth until I've answered them back and feel foolish.Poofhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13705099163872400043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-33602210393778534112008-09-16T13:14:00.000-04:002008-09-16T13:14:00.000-04:00Bluetooth headsets!!! GRRRR!! I can't stand to...Bluetooth headsets!!! GRRRR!! I can't stand to be at the grocery store & hear someone talking outloud (not to mention they can be very loud)to NO ONE around them only to see they have their headsets on, & I wonder are they really talking to someone on the other end or just talking outloud to themselves???Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-15421696185896226422008-09-16T10:20:00.000-04:002008-09-16T10:20:00.000-04:00JMaslar: beautiful! I love it. OK, everyone else...JMaslar: beautiful! I love it. OK, everyone else, unload your cell phone grievances, consider this your support group.Poofhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13705099163872400043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-90030401169281775652008-09-16T09:22:00.000-04:002008-09-16T09:22:00.000-04:00I did not exactly fake a call, but here is what ha...I did not exactly fake a call, but here is what happened. I was at a line at the pharmacy window at Walmart. The lady behind me was talking on the cell phone so loud you could hear her at the back of the store. I was so angry, that I got my phone and called Ma; and just jabbered into the phone as loud as I could. It did not, however, phase the rude lady!JMaslarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06669890607952332536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-961766989182251315.post-59847406813086176262008-09-16T08:44:00.000-04:002008-09-16T08:44:00.000-04:00What in the world are they putting in your Starbuc...What in the world are they putting in your Starbucks?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com