We were saying goodbye to my auntie at the airport and I was strolling along like a normal little kid.
I realised that somebody was coming towards me, towing his suitcase with one hand and texting with the other.
He was not looking where he was going and he would have ploughed straight into me if I had not jumped out of the way.
However, the elderly lady behind me was not so fast and he did bump into her.
He did not even bother to apologise – just went on his way and kept on texting.
She had dropped her bag and some papers went skedaddling all over the floor.
Dad and I helped her pick them up.
She looked a bit flustered by the whole thing.
I turned around to carry on watching the rude man – which was a rather stupid move because another lady bumped into me. She was also walking along with her cellphone glued to her hand… texting.
At least she was polite and said she was sorry.
What’s with all these people walking and texting and not looking where they are going?
Can’t they just stop for a minute – get out of the way – finish their texting business and then carry on walking.
And actually look where they are going.
When we were sitting at the Wimpy, waiting for it to be time for my auntie to board her plane, I checked out the place.
I notice that half the people in the restaurant were on their cellphones.
Often – one person was sitting there looking sad and bored, whilst the other person was busy staring at a small screen.
Sjoe! I’m not sure that this social media stuff is very healthy.
We’ve got rules in our house.
Mum is not allowed to look at her phone while we are having dinner.
Dad hardly ever uses his cellphone.
He says it’s for work and he does not want to see it when he’s at home relaxing.
He’d much rather read a book or come and work with me in the garden.
Mum, on the other hand, is addicted to Twitter.
Apparently I am too young to have a fancy phone – I have what is lovingly referred to as “the brick” and it can’t do anything smart.
Watch where you walk please!
Sibo
