Around 1AM every night I trek over to my favorite 24 hour diner, order their wonderful Caesar salad with chicken and a cup of coffee, and enjoy the quiet while I’m reading, taking notes, or working on a marketing campaign. Tonight, I followed my usual routine of sitting my big bag ‘o stuff down, and heading to the men’s room to wash my hands.
What do I find in the men’s room?
Some clown is in the stall, presumably taking care of business, and he is yakking away on his cell phone doing a business deal.
Look, I get that running a business is a hectic, often stress-filled endeavor. Believe me, I know.
But if you can’t go to the bathroom without taking a cell phone along with ya… you have problems.
Personally, I hate cell phones. Only carry one for outgoing calls, my convenience, not for any incoming calls whatsoever. Furthermore, I would be entirely happy with a law that allowed for hard-core beatings of those rude, ignorant folks who yammer away on their cells phone in restaurants and in MY Starbucks.
Anyway…………..
If you liked this post, you'll probably enjoy these, as well:
