From the Daily News:
I knew the area was swarming with cops. I knew it's illegal to use your cell phone while driving. I knew tickets can cost $120.
Then my phone rang, a relentlessly loud rock song designed to waken even people in a coma.
I began to move toward an empty spot behind the Port Authority and picked up my phone. "This is Edgar."
And that's when I heard the dreaded police siren. Whoop-whoop.
Hey, Einstein, it's called a Bluetooth. Invest in one.