A couple weekends ago a friend and I went to an electronics convention in our fair city. I, being my typical self, needed to take a piss shortly after arriving so I find the bathroom and he waits outside for me.
I walk in and hear talking. I don’t pay any attention to it at first but when I get to the urinal this guy is standing behind me talking to some man in a stall. “Self,” I think, “I hate talking to people when I am about my business. Hell, I don’t even talk to people while I am peeing in public.”
Then I start to listen to what the guy is saying since I don’t have anything better to do for the 30-45 seconds.
“HEY! That sure was a loud one! Are you sure the plumbing can take it all?”
“PEEEEEEE YOUUUUU! The gaseous clouds uranus are on fire tonight!”
“Are you almost done yet, I don’t think the toilet wants to be under you much longer!”
It went on and on. It was hilariously surreal to see it. I am sure the guy in the stall was embarassed. I am sure they knew eachother but still, the general social faux pas one would think would outweigh it. I laughed and laughed until I stopped.
Please, continue the potential poo heckler script or supply poo heckling stories of your own.
On a similar note, I was happily relieving myself in Bristol Airport once and I heard some guy talking in the stall. I thought it was a little odd, especially as he was obviously talking to a woman. When he came out, he was on his mobile talking to his secretary…!
I was talking on the phone at microwherehouse in the macintrash division, and my customer was talking normally, then strained, as if he was getting up (or so I thought). A moment or so later, I heard a toilet flush.