LOL I have a friend that I call while crappin.
“Guess what I’m doing”
I collect your pictures.
While I do my business.
If the Pres can have a 12 trillion dollar credit account I can certainly use my phone on the crapper.
I can also smoke a joint.
I take my laptop in there too.
I was at a City Council Meeting earlier this year where they wear wireless mics. The Mayor called a recess for a nature call and forget to mute his mic. The rest of the story is TMI.
Now that it's ubiquitous, it's no longer the status symbol it may have once been before the non-land lines became so prolific.
My girlfriend has threathened my life if I ever call her while on the toilet. So I have to be VERY CAREFUL.
I installed a wall phone next to the toilet!
I remember years ago going in the men’s room in the morning to do my number 1 business and noticed the farthest stall was occupied. No one else was in there...
So as I stood doing my thing, I here the dude in the stall loudly say, “Hey, how’s it going, man?”
Well, I thought about that, and realized it was the voice of the new instructor we had just hired and who I had met that morning. We had made some small talk on a particular subject or two relating to the training labs so I replied,
“I’m doing ok. Can’t complain. You know you’re right about that lab setup, we need to have the techs take another look at...”
And while I was saying this I hear, “Wait a minute, I can’t hear you! Some guy is talking here in the bathroom. Let me put my bluetooth on.”
I quietly finished, silently clean up and snuck out the door.
Nowadays me and this guy are great friends but I always like to tease him about his bathroom etiquette and that day!
I woould never hear from my brother — that’s the only time he thinks of me.
Leads to this scenario:
Stall 1: “Hey.”
Stall 2: “Uh...hey.”
Stall 1: “Whatcha doin’?”
Stall 2: “Uh...I’d think that’s kinda obvious.”
Stall 1: “Hang on...idiot in the next stall thinks I’m talking to him.”
True story.
Dilbert Oct 11, 2004.
I cannot cut/paste, embed, or link to it (poor skills set), but Googling it works.
I pasted this one on the Men’s Head door at work where it remained at least until I retired, June 2009.
I put sound effects on my phone. I go in the stall at the airport in Atlanta and hit the elephant trumpeting. I also have a lion roaring. The one that gets the most attention though is from an old submarine movie, “Dive! Dive! Take her down Number Two! level off at ninety feet!”