Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Jim's Windows-powered mobile device buzzes incessantly, from its perch on his desk, the counter by the foosball table, the soft bottom of his knapsack, a conference room table in the dark. Calls coming in, voicemails, e-mails, Outlook meeting reminders. He rarely flinches or budges to even acknowledge the thing. Its abrupt, demanding snore goes unrequited and then it ends.