Feeling Free

We probably don't need more reasons for hating cell phones, but here's my latest objection: potty talking. Am I suddenly offended by bad language, you ask? No, I'm offended by women using their free hands to talk on their cell phones while urinating in public restrooms.

Last month I walked into a women's room and was greeted with a "Hello?" from a neighboring stall. "Hello?" I replied, belatedly realizing I wasn't being addressed. "Ohmygod, I'm calling from the bathroom!" announced my neighbor.

Today I entered the restroom and heard a voice from an occupied stall clearly engaged in one side of a conversation involving filling out a form: "18 Oak Street; area code 555...."

Note to self: DO NOT borrow other women's cell phones (one just doesn't know where they've been); remember that some things should not be multitasked.