There’s something morbidly fascinating about listening to stupid people talk. I’m typing this on my cell phone while standing behind two guys who are discussing all manner of things, from cell phone plans to fashion. Most of their information is inaccurate, though they both seem to think themselves experts in every subject.
I’m having a hard time not staring.
It’s entertaining, listening to their drivel, though I couldn’t fully explain why. Part of me wants to interrupt them and correct them, (text messages do not cost $.50 a piece no matter what network you’re on…), and part of me just doesn’t want the stupid parade to end. It’s too much fun.