Saturday, February 26, 2011

"Hi! I'm public restroom Barbie!"

Today as I was washing my hands in preparation to leave a public restroom, a girl came in, entered a stall, and then proceeded to answer a phone call. I can think of a multitude of reasons NOT to answer a phone call in that situation. 1) Your conversation will not be even remotely private, as your voice bounces around the tile walls and there are no other conversations happening to drown you out. 2) On a similar note, there are other sounds of varying embarrassment levels that occur in a restroom that the person on the other end of the line probably doesn't want to hear. 3) You have to use the restroom. 4) You are using the restroom. It just doesn't make any sense.

And yet I hear girls do it all the time. The only reason to answer such a phone call seems to be that it was a pressing matter, a much anticipated phone call, or some other vital issue that ruled out calling them back two minutes later. I usually try to give such girls the benefit of the doubt, maybe for my own sanity or maybe so they don't see me looking at them like they're an idiot. Not so with this girl today. She answered the phone and proceeded to gush over the person, saying how much she loved them. Then, she told them exactly where she was and what she was doing and said she'd call them back.

I guess one day I'll just have to accept that the world is full of crazy people who put peanut butter and jelly in the same jar, that think it's OK for men to wear pink, or who talk on the phone while in the restroom. Maybe one day I'll just have to join them. But for now I'll have to insist that you're all nuts, and I'm the sane one.

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