The zombies are roaming our halls at work all the time phone in hand completely oblivious to anyone around them. Don't even get me started on the grocery store zombies blocking the aisles while scrolling their e-mails or chatting loudly about Aunt Harriet's hysterectomy. I fantasize ramming them with my cart-don't worry-never acted on it. I don't understand having to be available 24/7. I have a smart phone but only got it because in 2 big storms we were without power for days and had to sit in the car and listen to the radio to find what was going on. I rarely think to check for texts or e-mails and people know to call on the land line if they want to track me down. Maybe because we had a party line growing up and were only allowed short conversations so others could use the phone.