Story One — The Bar in QueensÂ
One of the funniest meetings was with Caitlin and her boyfriend, Billy.Â We planned to meet in a bar in Queens.Â IÂ arrived a few minutes early and was waiting by the jukebox in front.Â Some pretty girl walked in and stared at me for a second and then just passed me by.Â She sat at the bar.Â I looked over at her and she looked my way, but then she turned away and ignored me.Â She started a conversation with the guy sitting next to her at the bar.
I continued to wait for Caitlin and Billy.Â
Every few minutes, I felt someone looking at me.Â It was that girl at the bar.Â I would look over at her and she would look away.Â Now, the guy at the bar turned to me for a second, then turned away.
Was this Caitlin and Billy?Â And why don’t they come over to me?Â Isn’t it apparent that I am waiting for them by the front entrance?Â It can’t be them.Â Wouldn’t Caitlin and Billy come together?Â Maybe this girl at the bar just thinks my overcoat looks funny and she is making fun of me?Â Should I go over to them?Â Will that dude who is talking to her think I am cutting in and kick my ass in the alley?
I came up with the perfect solution.Â Caitlin had called me on my phone earlier, so I had her phone number stored in memory.Â I’ll call her up and if this girl answers the phone, I’ll know it is her. If not, I’ll know that she hasn’t arrived yet.
I dialed Caitlin’s phone number.Â A phone rang at the bar and the girl answered.
She looked my way.
Neil:Â Hi, I thinkÂ this is me and you are you.
Caitlin:Â Oh, hi!
Neil:Â What should we do now?Â Should I go over there?
Caitlin:Â Sure.Â Thanks for calling!
Neil:Â Anytime.Â Nice speaking to you.Â Bye!
It was Caitlin… and Billy.Â We sat down in the restaurant area to order some dinner.Â We noticed that patrons at different tables wereÂ eating completely different types of food:Â Chinese food, pizza, and even fried chicken.Â “What a diverse menu!” I said.Â It ended up being that since the bar didn’t serve food, they handed everyone a bunch of take-out menus, and patrons just got food delivered to their table from some outside restaurant.Â So, I used my phone again and ordered some pizza.
Story Two — The Free Phone
Last year, I received a free Sprint phone and six months of service as part of the Sprint Ambassador Program for bloggers.Â I wasn’t required to write about the phone on my blog but (wink wink).Â Â Sophia was so jealous that she emailed them and convinced them to sendÂ HER a second phone since she was my blog editor.
Six months later, the gig was up.Â Bloggers around the country said good-bye to their Sprint phones.Â Sophia, of course, found it difficult to say goodbye.Â She loved playing with all the applications.Â She even used the GPS program she downloaded on the phone as she walked around New York.Â She convinced me to write a suck-up post to Sprint so we could be participants in the new “phase” of the Sprint Ambassador program.Â It didn’t work.Â My days of free stuff for blogging came to an end, and I went back to paying for my measly phone service like the rest of you suckers.Â It was my own fault.Â I didn’t pimp them enough AND I never really gave them any feedback.Â Honestly, I didn’t use any of the cool applications other than reading my blog comments on the phone.Â On the other hand, Sophia downloaded music, played “Lemonade,” text messaged, watched TV, etc. and had an opinion on every single thing about the phone, including the size of the buttons, and emailed Sprint all the time, telling them how they could do it better.
So, guess which of us got a NEW phone for another six months for this Sprint Ambassador Program?Â And which of us was refused as a participantÂ for being a promotional dud?
Story Three — Stupid Commercial
I really hate that new Cingular ad where these two dudes have just downloaded The Clash’s “Rock the Casbah” on their phone and are singing it incorrectly as “Lock the Cashbox.”
At first it bothered me because they were mangling one of my favorite songs and making me feel old, but on second thought I just found it insulting to the intelligence of Cingular’s customers, such as myself.Â Those idiots just DOWNLOADEDÂ a song titled “Rock the Casbah” and they can’t figure out what the refrain is?Â Didn’t they have to look it up first to download it?
“Dude, I just downloaded “Rock the Casbah” but I can’t understand what these British guys are saying.Â Is it “Lock the Cashbox?”Â
The real idiots are the copywriters that created this one.
A Year Ago on Citizen of the Month:Â CES: Day Two