mobile when you're immobile

I've been wanting to post an entry about the upcoming federal election, but I'm too tired to get my thoughts together. I'll share this instead: of all the peculiar ways and places people use (and annoy others) with their cellular telephones, why, oh why, does anyone think it's acceptable to talk whilst sitting on the toilet in a public bathroom? Like the person on the other end won't be able to figure out where you are when a toilet flushes!

Gross me dead!

Comments

fatrobot said…
i know but i wont say
January 20, 2006 12:13 pm
Jason said…
fatrobot say!!!!!
January 20, 2006 12:40 pm
Crucible said…
Do you intend to run a negative ad campaign? Also MRouge, I noticed you said "public" bathroom. Are we to infer you condone private/household toilet cellphone conversations?
January 20, 2006 1:33 pm
madamerouge said…
fatrobot doesn't know

gnam gnam gnam gnam
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Crucie: what people do in the privacy of their own bathrooms is none of my business. As long as they're not doing their business in their private bathroom whilst talking to me, I'm fine. :o)
January 20, 2006 1:56 pm
Anonymous said…
oh so you mean people that flush so no one hears them taking a dump....skip it
January 20, 2006 2:39 pm
toobusyliving said…
You are your darn "tearoom" sories.........
January 20, 2006 3:24 pm
teh l4m3 said…
Heya madame [grunt]. Just callin 'cos [oomph!] I had a few moments [plopplopplop] and I [pfthhhhtht-plop ahhhh] just wanted to say 'hi!' [flushhh]
January 20, 2006 6:37 pm
madamerouge said…
omigod... you boys...
January 20, 2006 9:46 pm
sirbarrett said…
I know people who won't even take their cell phones in the washroom with them: "here, can you hold this? I gotta go pee" or they set it on the floor outside. Is this normal? Then if it rings you just have to stand there and wait for it to stop. Yes, it's not cool to talk on your phone when you're at the urinal, but what's wrong with leaving it in your pocket?

On another note, I saw Brokeback Mountain tonight. It was beautiful and sad. I haven't really decided if it was about a "gay" relationship or what that even means anyway, but it was a powerful movie about hardship and relationships in general.
January 22, 2006 12:05 am
Unknown said…
I could not agree more, leave the cell phone calls out of the washroom and out of Banana Republic. (At least that's my campagin). Remember, I work in medicine with patients and I take less calls than the average American on any given day. What's that about?
January 22, 2006 9:04 am
your judgemental aunt said…
Why is it always about poo with you?

And for God's Sake get a mobile phone all ready so you can stop complaining about them.
January 23, 2006 12:53 pm
madamerouge said…
SirB: Brokeback certainly is a powerful movie about love and heartbreak and all of those things. I'm glad you saw it.

AG: I get the impression your cellular calling patterns are more about quality than quantity. I wish more cellular users were like you.

YJA: I'll probably get a cell when I have a reason to be reachable. i.e. new job or new boyfriend.
January 23, 2006 9:33 pm
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