[lindyhop]

So...I go to the bathroom at work this morning and just as I walk into one of the stalls this woman in the next stall starts talking to me. Well, no, she wasn't talking to me, she was on her cell phone, of course, in the toilet. So I got to listen to her (loudly) order tickets for the 9:15 show (of what I don't know, sorry). I also heard her credit card number, her address, and her home phone number.

Do our brains all turn to mush when we pick up a cell phone? What was she thinking? Actually the stupidest thing was that I couldn't bring myself to flush the toilet until she was finished with her phone call. Maybe she didn't mind having a phone conversation with the sound of toilets flushing in the background but I don't think that whoever she was talking to had to know what I was doing.