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"Hold on, I'm not done texting!"

Quote first, story next. Now that you've got the quote, let me explain. I was in the library building hallway with some friends. While we were having a debate about whether an avacado is a fruit or a vegetable, I saw this one kid on the other side of the hall who was busy texting. No big deal. But what was a big deal was when I saw Nathan and his posse coming. See, Nathan is a kid in my english class who's kinda a pain in the ass. Earlier today he yelled in my ear and I screamed really loud. Pretty embaressing. And then he's got like 2 people that follow him around at lunch. One's name is Joe; he and I used to carpool back when I was dating Tommy. Then the other guy is Devon. You pronounce his name like Devin, and he sat by me in english last year. He was consistantly being a mean flirt. The worst kind. What kind of flirt tactic is it to consistantly steal someone's stuff and toss it in the trash on your way out... with a glow in your eye?!

So here was the Gargantuan Group approaching Pointexter. I certainly didn't want to be bothered by these guys, so I kind of watched them from a distance. I couldn't understand most of what these guys were all saying. But as Nathan (he's pretty much the pack leader) was talking to this kid, the texter didn't even look up from his texting. This must have bugged Nathan, because then I could hear him raising his voice at the texter.

"That's it buddy, you're goin' in the trashcan"
Oh brother. So he goes and puts this kid in the 'I'm-gonna-lift-you-up' position. There's only one thing stopping him...
"Hold on, I'm not done texting!"

I was pretty stunned when Nathan backed off as that kid continued to text. I don't think the other two could have cared less. As for me, I was laughing in my head. Apparently, you can be excused from a trashcanning if you're too busy texting! This made me wonder, what other situations could you avoid by using this excuse...

"Honey, the baby's coming!"
"Hold on, I'm not done texting!"

"I hereby sentence you to life in prison"
"Hold on, I'm not done texting!"

"Aright this is a hold up! Give me all the money or I'll shoot your-"
"Hold on, I'm not done texting!"

These sorts of thoughts raced my mind as Nathan and the gang finally gave up. Surprisingly enough, they didn't make an anorexia comment about me as they passed by. Devon didn't even try to flirt with me. So what have we learned today? When in doubt, phone out. And text.