Hey, how's about we cast Mick Jagger as the security chief...

So in my last official day of work at my (insert polite euphemism for shitty here) place of employment, I finally picked up on a trend, and it can easily be filed under the insecurely-aging-jackass category.

Wireless ear pieces for a bluetooth phone, convenient I suppose, but moronic when worn as a fashion statement:

Here's just a snippet of the dialogue I was priviledged enough to eavesdrop upon...

Hockey/Soccer Mom: "Honey, can I borrow your phone? I left mine on the charger and I still need to call Barb about tomorrow afternoon..."

Hockey Dad/chotch-apparel-wearing business man (I'm guessing CPA): "Oh, sorry dear, I don't have mine either."

H/S M: "Leonard, why do you have that...thing...in your ear? (gestures toward bluetooth earpiece in Leonard's ear)"

Leonard mumbled a response and his wife exclaimed, "Cool style?!" and she proceeded to chuckle to herself as they walked out of the range of my hearing.

So I guess I can say that this would clarify a lesson for me: no matter how close to a midlife crisis I may come, trying to look like a secret service agent or a cyborg won't make me more hip...

The answer, of course, will be to steal a younger man's body and girlfriend, as the character of Anthony Hopkins attempted in the 1992 box office failure Freejack.



I can only assume that if this auditory/cellular plague continues to sweep the nation, a corresponding trend will be the "blingination" of bluetooth.








I guess I'll have to get started on mastering the concepts of blingtooth for my own personal gain...it's the 'merican way!