I’ve posted before about my fear and loathing for inter-stall restroom communication. It just totally freaks me out that people will hold conversations while performing bodily functions. Afterwards at the sink is fine, but if either party is in the stall this is a complete no go, and this obviously extends to cell phone conversations too.
Well this morning I was left totally gob smacked. I was sitting in the stall doing minding my own business when a woman walked in and occupied the stall next to mine. She closed the door, sat down, and then took out her cell phone to make a call! Taking a call could be understandable, if still not acceptable, under certain circumstances but actually making the call?!
The recipient wasn’t there but she left a voicemail, at just about the same time she started a torrential wee accompanied by a great big fart. Recorded into someone’s voicemail box. I could not believe it.
I was so totally embarrassed for her (not that I think she was, but I thought she should be and I get embarrassed for other people…) that I couldn’t possibly run the risk seeing who it was. She left her name on the voicemail and it wasn’t anyone I know. I sat in my stall until she left the restroom, after what felt like an age as she, by the sounds of it, washed her hands, touched up her make-up, combed her hair and took her morning vitamins.
No matter how much of a hurry I was in, I could just never do that! It’s plain wrong! Or am I just a prude?
July 28th, 2008 at 10:36 pm
Prude!
Or so I have been called by various younger people when complaining about similar incidents. Personally I feel that it boils down to respect for others and pride in yourself that is lacking in the younger generation, but I may be wrong; and a prude as well.