I don’t know what it is with people and restrooms–or more specifically, men and men’s rooms. First it was being able to hear the clicking of BlackBerry keys coming from the various stalls; and then recently two other oddities: The guy at the urinal next to mine had one of those hands-free blue-tooth phones that are…
I hate to bring this up again, but it’s been happening more and more and I just don’t completely understand it. Just about every time I go into the men’s room at work and someone else happens to be in there, that someone else happens also to be busy on their mobile device. At first,…
I get on the elevator to head down to the mall to get a bagel. I’m deeply engrossed in Creating Short Fiction, which is not uncommon for me. I read in elevators (and while waiting for the Au Bon Pan people to make my bagel). The elevator stops at the lobby and a guy gets…
I may have mentioned this before to some of you, but I was reminded of these once again today: Regardless of what you might think, grunting of any kind is not cool in a public restroom. That kind of thing goes over well in a Jim Carrey movie but is simply disturbing in the real…
Dear Person Who Nearly Knocked Me Over In the Elevator — Please don’t walk onto the elevator as soon as the doors slide open. Hold back a moment, savor the experience, and see if there is, perhaps, anyone getting off the elevator before you get on. It makes life much more pleasant and it avoids…
I caught the 10 AM Acela back to DC this morning. It was nice because the train was not too crowded. I sat in the quiet car, as usual, and this time, I was a little annoyed.