One of the things that I always find … gross, on every level, is when someone is in the bathroom stall at work (or for that matter, anywhere) talking on their cell phone while going about their habits de naturale. I felt slightly akward standing at the urinal listening to one-side of an obviously honeymoon-oriented conversation, that is, until, someone pulled up to the urinal next to me, during which time I realized that I was still, because of mere forgetfulness, wearing a bright pink Minnie Mouse hat, Disneyland-souvenir-style, that was sat upon my head as penalty for loosing a bet, at work, two hours earlier. I can only imagine, between the two of us, how akward that person felt.
January 26, 2007 at 11:50 pm |
Not that I wish I were in the men’s bathroom, but I wish I could’ve been there.