I got one of those Bluetooth thinglies. You know, the ones that make you look like an airplane that's about to land. I am having a love/hate relationship with my Bluetooth thingly.
First of all, it was bad enough walking around looking like I was talking to myself with the earbud, but if one looked carefully one would see the wire and then the phone (which I gesticulate with). Now I look like I'm talking to myself and I have flashing blue lights emitting from my head. That's the part I don't like.
I feel like when I answer it I should say "Starship Enterprise, please hold." That's the part I like.
I thought maybe it was frying my brain like an over-easy egg, but my friend Steve explained that it's all radio waves and not nuclear fallout bouncing around in there. He should know, because his father was working at MIT when they accidentally invented the microwave.
As the story goes, they were working on developing radar when someone walked past the beam with a chocolate bar in his pocket. Et voilà!
So the big question is, why didn't the microwave get a catchier name? Like Laurence? Because allegedly Bluetooth is named after some Danish king - who had nothing to do with either microwaves or radio signals. I shudder to think why the king would have been nicknamed "Bluetooth," but suspect 10th century dentistry wasn't covered by most insurance plans.
Back to what I don't like about it. I keep answering my phone, forgetting that I have Bluetooth enabled. And then I can't hear anything in my phone and I can't find the flashing blue ear thingly despite the fact that it is flashing! blue! and I have to yell "Marco" really loudly and listen carefully for a tiny voice to peep "Polo!" Which is unfortunate when it's a client calling.
Because I'm really, really professional.