The guy at the urinal next to mine just a few minutes ago was talking away merrily on his cell phone the whole time.
I keep imagining what the person on the other end of that conversation must have been thinking.
The guy at the urinal next to mine just a few minutes ago was talking away merrily on his cell phone the whole time.
I keep imagining what the person on the other end of that conversation must have been thinking.
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I remember a story, told to me recently, of the gentleman at the urinal, on the cellphone, telling his distant contact, “Don’t worry, I’ve got the problem in-hand.”
*groan*