IS IT REALLY THAT HARD

Does this already exist: A group blog written by people who ride buses, whose entries consist of detailed notes about the inane, obnoxious conversations of others? Perhaps we could build complete pictures of these ostentatious assholes' lives.

I assert to you that there is a difference between

CONVERSATION A: "Hey, I just wanted to let you know I'm going to be half an hour late for dinner, I had a meeting run over. Okay, cool, I'm on the bus, I've got to go, talk to you later."

CONVERSATION B: (an uninterrupted 45-minute discussion on who's moving in with who, how their trip to Spain was, who they ran into, omigod are you kidding me, and did you hear about this guy who hurgh blurgh arf puke)

How the fuck hard is it to just not talk on your damn phone for half an hour while you're crammed onto a bus with people who just want to go home or listen to their iPod? I mean damn, I understand if you have essential information to communicate, but that should take a minute or two, tops. It's not that it makes me really mad to have to listen to someone babble to someone else about the essentially meaningless-to-me details of their life, it's just that to talk in a confined space like that as though you're the only person there seems to betray a level of self-absorption that's almost literally toxic.

This is ... this is probably not new information to you.