Since this is about writing and life in general, I feel I'm allowed to kvetch every once in a while ...
Today at the office, I got stuck behind someone with his nose in his Crackberry as he was walking through the halls. He turned toward the restroom--where I was heading--and stopped dead in his tracks.
I think I deserve kudos for saying, "Excuse me," instead of "HANG UP AND WALK!"
I feel better now.