Thursday, December 04, 2008

Is it me? Or is it my phone?

Two very posh girls on the train this evening, both of whom work for a publishing company.

A mobile goes off in a handbag.

"I'm ringing!" exclaims one of the ladies, as she rummages for the eau de cologne.

It's at this kind of moment when I wish my grasp of Greek rhetoric was a bit better. Metonymy, I think. The lady has substituted herself for the phone.

I was picturing her back at home, with her ready-made Tesco Finest meal pinging in the oven. "I'm done!"

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