Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Texting For Dollars

I intend to make fun of someone's bowling in this post, so I have to make this disclaimer before I start. I have nothing to brag about when it comes to my bowling game. My bad eyesight combined with my impuissance, causes me to bowl like crap more often than I would like. I am bowling with an average that is close to what I started with twenty five years ago. I stink.

Monday night was the start of the fall bowling league. One guy on our team didn't want to bowl anymore, and because we couldn't find a replacement, we were assigned a young man to fill out our roster. I'd like to say he was a nice guy, but I can't. I never got to talk to him long enough to find out. He spent every moment he wasn't bowling, texting someone. When he did bowl, he was terrible. As bad as my bowling is, this kids bowling made me look like a pro. It wasn't as if it was his first time bowling, he came from another league and brought his average of eighty six with him. All night long he would sit back between turns, feverishly poking at his iPod, or peePod, or whatever the hell it was. When it was time for him to bowl, looking totally disinterested, he would get up and with a limp wristed toss, drop his ball on the alley. While we all held our breath waiting to see if the slow moving ball would end up in the gutter or actually hit some pins, he was already back texting.

I don't know what we are going to do with this guy. He seems to be addicted to texting, but he does have a 129 handicap. I do know that if I see him driving down the road, I will get the hell out of his way.


  1. That's just rude. I hope somebody doesn't *accidentally* step on his phone.

  2. I hate, hate, hate, the advent of constant communication! No one deals with the here and now, the people they are actually with! We even had a jerky husband answer his cellphone in the middle of his wife's cancer consultation!!! Now I just tell patients to turn their cell phone off when I admit them to a room!