Butt Dialing.

The iPhone: a symbol of the modern age, the very depiction of leaps and bounds beyond the tricorder from the future, the epitome of all that is hip, cool and edgy. Right?

It has made me feel very foolish tonight. It butt dialed our friend Mark during dinner. He got to listen in to various rants about religion, sleeping habits and other family business during our dinner.

I didn’t think that a touchscreen phone would be able to butt dial but mine apparently does.

The iPhone. It’s just another phone that’s made me feel like an ass.