I just got back from the supermarket. EVERY person there had their face buried in their phones. I watched one girl push her cart right into a freezer case. This other idiot was aimlessly walking around the aisle, phone to his ear, cart abandoned diagonally in the exact center of the aisle, asking whoever "honey" is where the peanut butter was. He was standing under the sign that said "Aisle 17" and "Peanut Butter" was, like, the second thing listed.
What the hell is so enthralling? Your old friend from high school update their facebook status? Did your favorite celebrity tweet about their lunch?
Walking through the aisles was worse than navigating a highway full of drunks! At least drunks realize every now and then that they should be paying attention. And yes, I did get hit: my left ankle got run over from behind.
If the grid goes down, these people won't be able to find their way out the front door. Will the SHTF so they can starve to death and get it over with already*?
Rant off. Where's the Jameson?
*No I don't really want that, but sometimes I think psychopathy would be liberating.