So tonight at the bookstudy the conductor started to pass around a sheet for everyone to write down their cell phone numbers. A couple old sisters were all worried about earthquakes and they were all like "megh, I got my survival supplies at J-Mart yesterday and 100 cans of peas stored in my cupboards... nyagheh..." I made a quick exit before the sign-up sheet got to me.
I can apreciate the whole disaster thing, but if a disaster happens (out here in CA it'll be an earthquake most likley) everyone is going to be in a world of $%&, the cell phone towers will be down, and I'm sure the elders will be in just as much need of help as everyone else. And I'll be damned if I'm going to give out my personal cell numbers to a group of kangaroo-court thugs who wouldn't know confidentiality if it peed in their face.