You knocked my cell phone out of my hand when you reached for the close door button on an elevator we both take daily—that we both know doesn’t actually do anything. You stared at me when I picked up my broken phone and didn’t even say sorry. It’s fine, I’ve had the phone a long time, but for fucks sakes you could have apologized. —Nick
This article appears in Jan 21-27, 2016.
Apparently it is not fine.
It was an accident. He was rude for not saying sorry. It’s an old phone and you’ll get a new, better one. There are bedbugs on the city buses FFS!
Eat beans for the next week and then drop a massive fart, excuse yourself and then take the stairs.
Sign of the times.
Did you try to catch it with the top of your foot?
That reaction has saved me a few times…
softens the blow enough that it doesn’t break.
(just be careful and try it like you would soft-catching an egg…
you don’t want the added frustration of knowing you punted your own phone into oblivion.)
OP sounds like he is the walking dead….walking around with his head buried in distraction.
Be thankful it was only a cellphone, next time it could be a 6000Lb vehicle at a crosswalk.