cell phones are evil, part 1

it used to be that when you'd encounter your mail carrier at your door, he or she would hand you your mail.
earlier the mail carrier rang the door bell and threw a package in the door. when I went down to get the package a second later, he had all the mail for the building in his hand, and he said hello, but then his cell phone rang.
he turned his back to me and took the call, ignoring me for several minutes before I gave up and came back upstairs, sans mail.
sheesh.
or maybe I just expect too much of the world.