Cellphones, Deadzones, and My Brother's Head

I was talking to my brother the other day and he was on his cellphone. I’d say about five words and realize there was nothing but silence on the other end. Grrr… Redial. Establish where the conversation was before getting cut off. Another sentence or two and more silence. I call him back yet again and he tells me that every time he moves his cell phone from his right ear to his left ear he gets cut off and that there must be a deadzone…

He stops talking as I burst out laughing and finish the sentence for him. There must be a deadzone…

…between his right and left ear.

For a brief moment I almost stopped hating cell phones.

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