Overheard in a local hotel men’s bathroom during a large convention of legal technology folks:
“Did anyone find a BlackBerry in here? … Damn!”
I’m not sure where to begin. How about: do you really feel the need to have your BlackBerry in one hand and your, um, manhood (or toilet paper) in the other? Are you really so busy that you can’t take a break from the CrackBerry to take a dump? If it is hygienic to wash your hands after using the toilet, and you’re going to click away with your filthy digits on that cute little keyboard while pinching one out, shouldn’t you also put some Purell on the device, too?
People really need to stop and think about the things that they do.
Oh… and at the same conference, on another visit to the men’s room (it was a long day and I had a lot of coffee), all three of the other men in there were talking on their cell phones.
I wanted to hand them one my cards that says, “The world is not your private phone booth.” But, damn it, I didn’t have one with me.
