There’s a guy (mid to late 50s, kinda looking like a smaller version of Wilford Brimley, but sporting a “railroad” cap) employed with the same company as I. His job causes him to be at various company locations (situated in several different buildings) withing the same few blocks.
He also likes to chaw, something that he can’t do when he’s at his “real” location, so he does it as he is in transit from one building to another.
OK, no problem, there, but. . .
He has this habit of ducking into bathroom stalls and making cell phone calls to his wife. I can hear him as soon as I walk in, mumbling through his chaw, for example, “Ok, honey, I’ll pick up a loaf of bread on my way home.” I leave and wait a few minutes when I hear him. There’s just somethin’ kinda creepy about it, y’know? I don’t know what he says about the various “sounds” that she’s almost certainly hearing at time.:eek:
I was having a tinkle in the company bathroom yesterday when plopping sounds indicated the occupant of the adjacent stall was pinching a loaf, or several loaves. Mid-business, her phone rang. She answered it. And carried on an extended conversation while still pooping.
My sister calls me when she’s having some work stoppage, if you know what I mean. She says I have a laxative voice. I have no idea what’s going on until I hear the flush.
Do you notice folks neglecting to turn off their pagers/cell phones prior to entering a place of worship?
There must be many, because I sure do hear a lot of them going off during the service. The worst are the ones inside purses, because the owner generally just lets it ring rather than open the purse and have it ring louder. It’s a real hoot when the owner takes the call.
Another good one is during a job interview. In that case, I suppose one might as well take the call because he most likely has nothing to lose.
A student in one of the classes I was taking once had their phone go off. Our prof had warned us repeatedly about this, but some people don’t listen. The following took place…
RING RING…
Prof: Alright, now what have I told you about this? Whoever it is, answer it…
RING RING…
Prof: Come on, don’t make me hunt you down…
Guilty Student sheepishly answers the phone as Prof walks up to him.
Prof: Let me talk to 'em…(Prof takes phone)…Hello? Who’s this? Oh. This is Doctor Soandso. No, she’s in class right now. That’s right. No, she’ll have to call you back. Uh huh. Have a good day.
Prof hands the phone back to the completely mortified (and a glorious shade of red, I might add) student and resumes teaching.