Your Ring Tone Sucks

Unsurprisingly, ring tones have joined branded clothing, vanity plates and the vehicles attached to those vanity plates, as emblems of individual expression. People are out there right now asking themselves (apologies to Chuck Palahniuk), “What sort of ring tone defines me as a person?”

Hava Nagila?

Super Mario Brothers?

‘Memory’ from Cats?

He’s Got the Whole World in His Hands?

Sanford and Son?

For those of you struggling with this decision, my suggestion is to turn the question around. Ask instead “What does it say about me as a person that I would deliberately subject friends, colleagues and complete strangers to irritating little spurts of noise pollution that in turn precede the infliction of longer, more irritating intervals of one-half of a conversation?”

It’s like the prick of a dentist’s needle before lengthy drilling, except at the dentist’s at least you know it’s coming and that it’s for your own good. That’s right, bad cell phone manners are broadcast dentistry performed on the unsuspecting.

I have this swell fantasy where I walk straight up to a person whose phone is ejaculating the William Tell Overture and let them have it with a belt from an aeresol-powered, portable air horn.

So the next time your phone begins bleating ‘Where Have All the Flowers Gone?’ and you see me smiling, either I’m thinking my happy thought, or the package recently arrived.

4 thoughts on “Your Ring Tone Sucks

  1. Fine, when you call me and my phone plays “Love to Love You Baby”, I’ll ignore you. 🙂

    MrPikes reply on July 4th, 2006 6:13 am:

    I find it disturbing that I do not find that more disturbing.

  2. oh shit, I chose the William Tell Overture for my UK cell phone. It just seemed appropriate. but no one calls me anyway. I just got it so I’d feel important and could walk unevenly down crowded streets in Edinburgh trying to figure out how to send a fucking text message that says, I’m 5 minutes away, hold your horses fer chrissake. I’ll bet you’re so disgusted you’ll delete this comment.

    MrPikes reply on August 10th, 2006 6:24 am:

    The rule is that I can only blast you with the air horn if I actually hear the ringtone. In other words, it’s okay to come home.

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