I settled down onto the toilet at work today, pulling out my iPhone and looking forward to some quiet NYTimes.com reading when I heard some garbled noises coming from the next stall. ‚ “She needs some exercise… I’ve never seen her this fat… Let’s get her a treadmill or some laser toys… she does nothing but sit around and eat all day..” ‚ The guy next to me was talking on his phone about his daughter or his cat, not sure which, not that it matters. ‚
But who in hell talks on the phone while dropping a deuce in an office restroom?!?! I was almost tempted to peer over the divider and see who it was.