As I enter the toilets at work with the usual trepidation of someone who really only goes there under sufferance, I hear the super-genius of our department on the toilet and the phone at the same time.
I cannot get over this. I might be hopelessly behind the times here, but I just do not think that issuing commands from both ends at the same time is the done thing.
I mentioned this to a trusted colleague and they said, “Yep, they’re all like that. I once heard a girl from my department doing number twos and giggling to the person on the phone every time she made a decent splash.”
After I had picked myself off the floor and had controlled my retching, she continued, “And when she left the stall, she said goodbye to her friend, said hello to me and walked past without washing her hands!”
I’m back on my knees gagging anew.
On my planet, this will not be allowed.
Which reminds me of my second favourite piece of graffiti.
In a scrawled hand on the inside of the toilet door, “I fucked ya mutha.”
In a neater hand underneath that, “Go home Dad, you’re pissed.”
Warning, tangent approaching:
ReplyDeleteFavourite graffiti artist is undoubtedly Banksy. What a genius.