I hate cell phones. I’m not talking about how they ring in the middle of an exam or how they play horrifying renditions of “Scotland the Brave.” I’m talking about the automatic redial function.

The basic idea is that if you’re dialing a number and get a busy signal, the phone will redial it ten times. I thought this was cool. I was wrong.

See, I had your standard casual lunch date this weekend and called the night before to find out where we were meeting. Busy signal. No sweat.

Then I call again an hour later. Busy again. Big deal. But I forgot about the redial thing. So anyway, it turns out I was dialing another cell phone, which logs incoming calls and now my casual date thinks I called 20 times in an hour. At least I didn’t leave messages.

Tuesday’s forecast: Restraining orders.