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Stop the Zombies, I Need Your Help

Those people who are texting/on their phones and walking... Do you really think thats a good idea?? Ive been known to text and walk a few times but usually I step off to the side to finish a text and then continue to walk. This is something that really bothers me, though. Does it bother you too? Here is what you can do to potentially help stop the walking zombies:

If you see someone walking towards you and looking at their phone, change your course and walk right at them. Don't back down, head straight for them and look right past them. Most of the time they  don't see you until that crucial moment when someone needs to move or theres going to be a head-on collision. This is what you want. You want them to look up, see you and have a mini panic attack (the panic is what may change their behavior). Then they will stop, jerk off to the side with a contorted, confused face and you continue to walk straight forward. Then, you must remember to stifle your laughter until you are out of earshot cause its going to be hilarious but you want them to learn their lesson.

Don't walk and text. You're going to hurt someone. And you look like a zombie.

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