I was in the Montreal airport waiting for a flight home when I heard this loud shouting from across the room. I looked to see if something was wrong when I realized a man was talking into his cell phone as if he was trying to get rescued from a mineshaft.

I was in the Montreal airport waiting for a flight home when I heard this loud shouting from across the room. I looked to see if something was wrong when I realized a man was talking into his cell phone as if he was trying to get rescued from a mineshaft.

I kept wanting to tap him on the shoulder and say, "Please, can't you see that none of us are really interested in how much you're enjoying driving your new Durango and how excited you are to get home to your girlfriend?"

I didn't say anything because essentially I'm a chicken, but I did rant a lot about his behavior to my traveling companion. The world is also becoming infested with nutbags who walk around with Bluetooths clipped on their ears while blaring their conversations as if they were walking satellite dishes. The Bluetooth, if you're not familiar with this newest innovation, allows you to talk hands-free.

Unfortunately you often appear to be talking to yourself. I once asked a fellow passenger if he was all right after watching him gesturing wildly as he kept saying, "No, no, you just don't understand." I was about to say, "No you don't understand, you need medication," but luckily I noticed his "tooth" just in time.

We have entered into an era of obsessive blabbing. No matter where you go, someone is on a cell phone trying to get in touch with someone, somewhere.

The sound of the human voice permeates every square inch of the planet. It is almost impossible to go through the day without hearing someone say, "Are you still there?" or "I think I lost my signal!"

Actually, why should they be still there? And frankly I think we're all losing our signal. What are most of us saying that is so important? People used to have face-to-face conversations. Now everyone's too busy to get together, and even when they’re with you, they check their phones to see if someone who’s not there called. I've watched individuals who are addicted to checking their e-mails and text messaging as if their life depended on it. Maybe we've all gotten attention deficit disorder as a result of all the gadgets.

How can we even think clearly with ring tones, e-mail alerts, and the blah, blah, blah that surrounds us?

Well, I did discover a place that prohibits noise; the Amtrak quiet car. I was in it for three blissful hours on a trip to New York. Initially, I almost felt that I had stumbled into a Rod Sterling plot, but after awhile I settled in and simply let the silence envelope me.

I think we should all allow ourselves some time to be quiet. It might make us more aware of what we're thinking about and give others more time not to hear it.

Author, humorist, PBS star and Fortune 500 trainer Loretta LaRoche lives in Plymouth, Mass. To share your pet peeves, questions or comments, write to The Humor Potential, 50 Court St., Plymouth, MA 02360, send e-mail to getalife@lorettalaroche.com, visit the Web site at www.stressed.com, or call toll-free 800-99-TADAH (82324).