Someone who walks aimlessly through a grocery store or other public place while talking intently on the phone. Phone zombies are usually clueless about where they're going, who they're blocking, or how stupid they look. Their conversations are usually loud and unimportant, but they don't care.
This phone zombie bitch was jibber-jabbering right in the middle of the frozen food aisle and keeping me from the Jamocha Almond Fudge. So I ran my cart right into her ass. I'm sure I left a bruise, but I don't think she felt it.
Any individual who through fate or their own misfortune finds themselves wearing a headset and mostly taking incoming calls for any organization that provides "assistance" to idiots too dumb to RTFM, or follow simple written directions, just so they can pay their freakin' bills and get another job.
Well since Bush has turned his back on the middle class and ruined the economy, I'll take one of these "great new jobs in the service economy" and work as a phone zombie at a couple of jobs to try to hang onto my mortgage/apartment/refrigerator box, till I get a job that pays more than $8.00 an hour if I'm lucky!