[Inziladun]

I assign people who carry on conversations using their Bluetooth in crowded places. You see someone standing right next to you, and they are looking in your direction and speaking. You begin to reply, they look at you as if you've grown a second head and turn away, and then you see the accursed device stuck in the other ear you couldn't see. Cell phones are an abomination in themselves, but they do serve a limited good so I'll avoid sending them all to Mordor (for now).