"Oh, I'm sorry, I was an idiot and picked up my phone in my pocket and now I got to be at work in 7 hrs on a Sat morning...we were having a great time but I got to ditch you."
Does that sound like a pathetic excuse to escape a date or what? I always swore when I was younger that I would never get a cell phone, but I fell to the relentlesss draw of modern Americanism, became a conformist, a victim, a sucker to the relentless draw of the corporations telling me how important it was to have a cell phone, to give up my freedom, my ability to completley escape anyone I have no desire to speak to. Now I pay the consequences, I suffer just like all who have fallen to this fake perception of the necessity of a cellular ball and chain. How nice it must have been in the old times to drive and not worry about a phone ringing, to be out having fun and not have to be on the short leash every time a vibration in your pocket was felt. For others to understand that they weren't being ignored if the ring suddenly turns to a voice mail recording.
Now, I'm required to always have that devil device with me so whenever the Air Force feels the need to bend me over and...take away the weekend, the only thing that allows my sanity to recuperate(?) from the BS they throw at me during the week, they're able to do it.