tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009749739032040342.post4037237137470127792..comments2023-05-05T07:15:32.089-04:00Comments on Medic for Life: Cell PhonesStatichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10366235037249278451noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5009749739032040342.post-35538277153909899462008-11-10T14:29:00.000-05:002008-11-10T14:29:00.000-05:00As you know, I've been spending a lot of time at t...As you know, I've been spending a lot of time at the Library of Congress recently. Of all places, you'd think that the Main Reading Room, that ULTIMATE library (and who doesn't know that library = shhh!) would be the one place that people turn off their frickin' cell phones. You'd think, but you'd be wrong. As far as I can tell, the LoC doesn't actually have any signs anywhere telling you to silence your phones, because presumably they figured they didn't need to say it. On my last three visits to the place, THREE times (once each time), someone's phone went off in the Main Reading Room. Loudly. And that place echoes something fierce. Twice, the phones were silenced fairly quickly. The third, however, the owner of the phone was away from his station and had left his phone there. And of course, it was one of those obnoxiously hip ring tones that mimics some popular song, only in gruesome midi format. It kept going. And going. But, it gets better... turns out, the owner of the phone was standing at the circulation desk, not ten feet away from his phone. Yep, he was just going to let it go to voice mail, until the librarian on duty said to him (I was close enough to hear), "Is that your phone?" Suddenly the guy rushed over to silence the ring, but the damage was done. The librarian gave him a locker key and told him to go lock up his phone and not bring it back into the library ever again. I wish that sort of thing weren't necessary.Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14356030336103075018noreply@blogger.com