Unfortunately, everything we do, somebody is going to have a cell phone. And you’ve got to be careful.
One day I changed my cell phone number, but the guy at the UFC in charge of the music didn’t know. So he was texting that fan who had my old number, thinking it was me. The fan was selecting my music.
I don’t want to be a grumpy old man or too pessimistic, because if I have a chance, I would prefer to watch a film in the cinema with an audience on a big screen instead of watching it on a cell phone. It’s a very different experience, but somehow I think this form will have its own future and life.
Fit experts envision a future in which you’d carry your body scan in your cell phone or on a thumb drive, using the data to order clothes online or find them in stores. But who’s going to pay for all those scanners, which cost about $35,000 each, and the staff to run them?
We are firm believers that the first time somebody hears a brand new song from the band, it shouldn’t be on a cell phone camera with the distortion or anything where you can’t make it out. We want to present it right.
I didn’t own a cell phone for a long time. I was late in the game on that.
I am probably one of the last people on the planet without a cell phone.
Uber is efficiency with elegance on top. That’s why I buy an iPhone instead of an average cell phone, why I go to a nice restaurant and pay a little bit more. It’s for the experience.
I try to make a point in my life to leave the cell phone in the car sometimes, to try to unplug as much as possible.
Before the cell phone and the Internet, you felt a more pure sense of liberty than we do today. Whenever you left the house, and the phone, in your kitchen attached to the wall, nobody was able to get a hold of you.
The cell phone companies add to the problem. Every one they give out, they get money for from the federal government. So they have an incentive to give as many away as possible. And that’s exactly what they’re doing, and they’re making a killing.
I realised I was living in my own universe with lots of assistants. I didn’t have a cell phone; I didn’t know how to use a computer. Everybody was doing everything for me. So I left and moved to New York. It was the end of an era, and I must say I found myself a bit lost. I wasn’t in the protected Mugler universe any more.
It’s sad that the cell phone is replacing the watch as a time-telling device. I wear a vintage watch that’s really skinny.
To be happy in this world, first you need a cell phone and then you need an airplane. Then you’re truly wireless.
I think God gave every one of us a cell phone, we just dropped it.
I’ve got 4,000 cell phone minutes, and I take it to the limit every month.
I have no idea how to get in touch with anyone anymore. Everyone, it seems, has a home phone, a cell phone, a regular e-mail account, a Facebook account, a Twitter account, and a Web site. Some of them also have a Google Voice number. There are the sentimental few who still have fax machines.
I want to let my friend Buster know that I would like to have dinner with him tonight. Does Buster work at home? Then how likely is he to have his cell phone on? Is he one of those people who only turns on his cell when he’s in his car? I hate that.
Technology can be our best friend, and technology can also be the biggest party pooper of our lives. It interrupts our own story, interrupts our ability to have a thought or a daydream, to imagine something wonderful, because we’re too busy bridging the walk from the cafeteria back to the office on the cell phone.
I don’t text, I don’t have a Blackberry. Literally, I just have a cell phone that I haven’t programmed and the whole Bluetooth. No. I don’t even have an earpiece for my cell phone.
Would I buy a cell phone for my 12-year-old?… No. I should have closer control over my child than that. He really shouldn’t be in places where he needs to contact me by cell.
I lived in New York for a long time. Right after college I went there. So I got my first cell phone in New York. Back when you would flip the phone up. Way back when.
The first thing I do in the morning is pick up my cell phone and call my mother to check that she’s ok, and the first thing I do in the evening is call my mother to see how she’s doing, and my son to see how his day went.
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