There are times in life between the ages of birth and death that being "the best" or "making the most" of something is considered "great," "fantastic," "jackpot," and if you're my family, "just enough to keep yourself in the will."
However, there are times in life where making the most of something or performing like you're trying to win a prize is, quite simply, unnecessary. There's no need to share what you're doing with somebody else. No reason to draw attention to it. And you should do whatever it is you have to in order to be courteous to those in the vicinity.
So hey there, guy in the first stall 10 minutes ago...
Unless you won some sort of horrifying jackpot, there's no need for what was going on there.
Two words, Mr. "Casual Friday is the OTHER Day Of The Week I Wear Running Pants to Work!"...
COURTESY FLUSH.
What year is it? How old are we? There's no reason to do THAT, and it makes me uncomfortable having to shake the stall door three times before having to chin-up to peer over at you and yell "WHY WHY WHY WHY?!?!?!"
You are doing yourself no favors. And YES, I will be posting the Polaroid I snapped of you. Notch that under my "Vigilante Justice For Restrooms" campaign. I don't know if you are of this, but there is far less soundproofing in a men's room than you may think. Ka. Blam.
And this is far less about what you think it's about than it is the simple courtesies we can afford each other in society. We are far more rude to and unaware of our neighbors. Be it a phone conversation or a near explosion... TAKE IT OUTSIDE.
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Geoff Lott: Comedian, Writer, Philosoteur. I am here to amuse you, not entertain you. If not now, later. If not you, somebody else. If you can't laugh at yourself, that's just fine, too. I will do it for you.
