I have internet access from home again! Hallelujah! I had my choice between the local library, where the talkers were fewer, but one of the librarians found me attractive. (She is NOT my type.) Or the Squirrel Hill library, where four year olds play tag among the stacks.
Cell phones are ubiquitous. I wish they weren't. I hate them. I hate them in the library. I hate them on the bus. I hate them in restaurants. I have had the pleasure of sitting beside a kid who was doing I don't know what on the computer while chattering on his cell phone. No jury in the world would have convicted me!