there are no words that can express the deep feelings of hatred and rage that seethe from the inner most cavities of my soul when i am witness to one of the rudest activities known to modern day society - that of the blackberry addict. or the "crackberry" as it has been known.
while attending a conference for work today i was appalled by the flagrant disregard of these crackheads. i admit that there were a few times where i was doodling or daydreaming during a mindnumbing discussion, but the pretense of listening was always maintained.
the only way that i could control my rage was to imagine breaking their thumbs in many, tiny, painful fractures.