(February 25, 2017 at 6:31 pm)HairyCyclist Wrote: I've been out to the pub tonight with friends.
Within minutes of being there they were on their phones, checking Facebook, text messages and the like.
In my opinion gone are the days when you could just be out talking and enjoying each others company.
I couldn't get a word in edgeways without being interrupted by an annoying ping or ringtone, looking around I saw couples out for meals constantly checking their phones for updates.
What the hell is going on?
Does this annoy anyone else? or am I miserable or behind the times or something?
I think as time goes on, with more exposure to everything that is out there... with all this stimulation.. you have to be exceptionally entertaining or interesting for a lot of people to want to talk to you and really hold a one on one conversation with you. Even in a group I have noticed I'll be saying something and sometimes three or four people will be interested in what I'm saying and listening attentively but then two or three others will be on their phones checking facebook or texting a friend or some shit.
I hate texting but I do it because it's the only way to communicate with people anymore. There are some people who go against the grain and I think I tend to gravitate towards those type of people, fortunately.
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
