Mar 22 2006
“What am I doing? Taking a whizz”
That’s what I heard in the restroom yesterday as I washing my hands. And just before I walked out I heard the cellphone crack against the porcelain of the urinal then fall to floor.
Part of me wanted to stick around to see if the guy would stop doing his business and pick it up, part of me wanted it to fall into the urinal and ruin his phone. I didn’t stick around long enough to find out what the guy would do.
While some may see this little anecdote as excellent reason for getting a bluetooth headset for a cellphone, I see it as an opportunity for using one of these phrases:
- “Let me call you back in minute, I gotta use the bathroom”
- “”Hold on for sec, I’m putting my phone down…No I’m not putting you on speaker.”
It seems to me only courtesous to the person on the other side of one’s conversation. I’m not sure one wants to here anothers bowel movements.
image from inmagine.com
People using the bathroom on cell phones drives me nuts, too. (People using them in the locker-room at the gym makes me a bit paranoid in the age of the camera-phone, even though I want naively to believe that no one would exploit her own gender.
What is funniest to me about this post, though, is that this picture looks rather like Carter! He would, of course, never be on his cell phone in the bathroom, though, even if he did have images on inmagine.com.
I would never talk on the phone while in the restroom, but more importantly I would never wear a white collar shirt.
Hahahaha!! That’s great!
Our IT guy walks past my office and into the bathroom while on his headseat all the time. Unfortunately for him he is ADD, and he would never be able to pick his conversation back up if he put them on hold or called them back. Also unfortunately for him, his phone rings every second of every day because he is Scott, Fixer of All Things Broken or Not Broken But Not Working Right or Not Plugged In.
Whenever I hear someone using the phone in a bathroom stall near me, I want to say, loudly, “Oh my GOD! I’ve just made such a mess over here, and I don’t have any toilet paper.” And then to knock loudly on the stall wall, saying, “Hey! Hey, would you pass some toilet paper over?” Just to see what would happen. I’ve never had the guts.