Thursday, August 04, 2005
Cellphones in the Bathroom. Having just finished tinkling in the State House public bathroom, I emerged to wash my hands. My 30-second tinkle yielded vitamin-yellow pee and privity to a woman's cellphone conversation. The substance of her gab is hardly worth embellishing upon here; it's what she said to me as I headed to the sink that blew my socks off. Said she, "You know you must have heard that I was talking on the phone. Did you have to flush the toilet?!" I laughed out loud. "Yes I did... and you're lucky your cellphone didn't go with it."
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