searching for my lost shaker of salt...
Don't you hate when a song gets embedded into your brain and you can't shake it? I was sitting in my cubicle here at the station reading up on my new cell phone when I came across kinda stupid warnings in the instruction manual...
- Don't charge the battery in direct sunlight or high humidity environments, especially bathrooms
- Speak directly into the mouthpiece
- Do not touch the antenna on the phone unnecessarily when the phone is switched on. Contact with the antenna may cause the phone to operate at a higher power level than otherwise needed.
Who the fuck charges their cell phone in the bathroom? Another thing, what the hell is it with people speaking into the earpiece and not the mouthpiece? Are you that fucking stupid you can't distinguish up from down? If the concept of up and down blows your mind, cell phone ownership is not for you; Non-toxic paint, a bib and your blankie will suit you more.
The scary thing is if you think those warnings are bad, go to the glove box in your car and pull out the owners manual and read some of the "Basic Instructions and Precautions" and see how daft some people are. There is essentially a drivers ed course book in it to remind people what to do at stop signs...
Oh, and one last thing, I got that stupid Margaritaville song in your head, didn't I?
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Speaking of warnings - you should see the big orange sticker on the poles they use to pole vault with "warning - use at own risk, engaging in this activity has caused severe head injury and/or death"
AND/OR???? Gaah!
p.s. I'm not kidding, I used to have one.
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