They are not an opening for negotiation, errands, quick favors, family obligations, or whatever bullshit somebody just remembered they need help with.

Fuck Off I'm Fishing is for the bass angler who has a rod, a tackle box, and absolutely no intention of being useful to anyone for the foreseeable future.

The phone is on silent. You've found your spot. And "one more cast" remains a completely legitimate unit of time regardless of how many times you've already said it.

Because being unreachable isn't an unfortunate side effect of fishing.

It's one of the benefits.

This one's for bass anglers, weekend fishermen and fisherwomen, fishing buddies, and anyone whose happiest moments involve a stretch of water, something biting at the other end of the line, and nobody asking when they'll be home.

It also makes a wonderfully antisocial gift for the person who doesn't need more stuff nearly as much as they need everyone to leave them the hell alone long enough to go fishing.