When I started this blog nearly a year ago, I promised myself that I’d never resort to “potty humor”. I’m not sure this entry exactly qualifies as “potty humor” but I thought this particular story was certainly blog-worthy.
This morning at work, I visited the men’s room. As I entered, I heard a woman’s voice. It sounded tinny, sort of like the voices you’d hear coming out of your favorite AM station on those little transistor radios we all had in the 1970s. I could make out a few words here and there, and then suddenly, a man’s voice jumped in, just as tinny as the woman’s voice. And then I could make out their words. They were arguing whether it was right or wrong to demand President Obama to hand over his birth certificate for public review. Yes, someone was in one of the stalls in the men’s room at work, listening to talk radio at full volume!
Really? Was the “Man Behind Door #2” (pun intended) so engrossed in the conversation about birth certificates that he couldn’t tear him self away to take care of his own business? Has he never heard of earphones? And the bigger question: would it have been appropriate for the man behind door #3 to ask for a station change? Perhaps something with a beat that was easy to dance to?
Not too long back, I was in the locker room at my gym and heard a man carrying on a business conversation while he was on the can. All around him, toilets were flushing, showers were running, guys were yelling back and forth – so it must have been pretty obvious to the people on the other end of the line where Mr. Multitasker had chosen to take this phone call.
Have you ever brought your radio into a public bathroom, or made a business call while you were otherwise indisposed? If so, please share your story. This I gotta hear…