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In Chicago, waiting for the next leg

I should be doing this on Twitter and I just might after this post.

So, we’ve all been in airports and it seems that whenever we get off a flight, we see and feel the same things consistently.

1.  Need to go to the bathroom.  Enough said – been there, done that.
2.  The need to get food.  Even if you just ate on the flight.  There’s something about the stress that one experiences on a flight that requires the counter chemical reaction of comfort food.
3.  The MONSTROUS amount of people TEXTING or doing email by cell phone.
4.  Bluetooth headsets EVERYWHERE!
5.  Everyone trying to out “laptop” each other.

Let me talk about the last one.  Right now around me as I type is about seven people with laptops out, furiously typing or surfing away.  I have one guy with a humongous Dell 17″ laptop that is about 2 inches thick.  The thing must weigh about 8-9 lbs, easy.  He’s got a headset on, he’s got his mini infrared mouse, and he’s looking very, very perturbed at the high school students who are sitting next to him.  They just want to eat, pee, text, and talk on their cell phones.  But they have not noticed his gigantor laptop.

I’ve got another person near me with the tiniest laptop I have ever seen.  Its not the Mac Air but its pretty small.  The screen is small, the keyboard is small, and it just seems impossible to use.  But it doesn’t weigh 8 to 9 lbs either so that’s a cool thing.

The amount of folks who are in constant contact with the Inter-web is just astounding. And I know I’m part of that culture. I can’t help it.  Even as I’m typing, I’m picking up personal email on my iPhone. Why don’t I just use the fricken laptop that I have open?  Well, then I would not be able to write this post.

Don’t be silly.

Bobby