Itѻýs been years since I first encountered the issue, but to this day, I still canѻýt quite understand it: why is it that people need to talk on the phone while using the loo?
I remember the first time I ѻýexperiencedѻý it. I was in the middle of a phone interview with a woman ѻý for a story that I no longer remember the specifics of ѻý and suddenly, the distinct sound of a toilet flushing came over the line. It was clearly in the very near proximity of the woman I was speaking to, and I remember I was horrified. Iѻým still horrified.
Now, itѻýs quite possible that the woman I was speaking with all those years ago was in the middle of some must-be-finished-now cleaning of said toilet, and that the flush was the final rinse that simply couldnѻýt wait.
Butѻý Iѻým doubtful.
Thankfully, years passed before the issue began to swirl afresh.
But sadly, in addition to reappearing, the practice has become rather regular. More and more often ѻý weekly, at least, in my experience ѻý Iѻým hearing the sounds of conversation coming from occupied public washroom stalls, with the chatter continuing through every step of the process.
And these arenѻýt emergency phone calls ѻý I have no problem with those whatsoever. Iѻýll even admit that Iѻýve sent a panicked communication ѻý but not a phone call ѻý from a public-washroom stall myself, after falling ill at the ski hill and being simply too sick to exit without assistance.
Iѻým OK with anyone reaching out from anywhere, if help is needed.
But casual conversation from the ѻýcomfortѻý of a porcelain bowl? Certainly that can wait, if whatever you sat down to accomplish simply canѻýt.
At the very least, switch to texting. Then, no one ѻý at all, ever ѻý has to know (wink, wink).
Technology has made amazing advances and one of many highlights ѻý although some may poo-poo the notion ѻý is our increasing ability to keep in touch. Really, thereѻýs next to no excuse for losing track of someone, or not responding in some way.
But there are a few things that really donѻýt need to come along for the ѻýstaying connectedѻý ride, and if you ask me ѻý or even if you donѻýt ѻý talking while tinkling or taking care of other, ahem, ѻýbusinessѻý absolutely fits that definition.
I will acknowledge that there are much worse sounds to hear in a public washroom. But, ideally, thatѻýs about the only place theyѻýll ever be heard, particularly when youѻýre not the one responsible for them.
Despite the impression social media gives, not all experiences need to be shared. But will abstaining from this particular practice be a movement others can get on board with?
Please, some reliefѻý
Tracy Holmes is a reporter with Peace Arch News.