My Pledge to You

I was using the facilities at DFW after a non-eventful flight back from Minneapolis earlier this evening, when I noticed the gentleman standing next to me relieving himself was simultaneously talking on his cell phone. I know, it's the late '00's and I am totally privy to the fact that this happens rather often. It's the conversation he was having that especially troubled me.

You see, when I heard him say, "Well, I just wanted to call and wish you a happy birthday..."

Dear heavens. It's not like he got an important call at an inopportune time...no, he made a call, a happy-birthday call nonetheless while nature was calling. Too much calling going on for me.

I just wanted to take the opportunity to promise anyone who reads this, that if I'm ever on the phone with you, you have my word that I won't be in a public restroom. That of course includes leaving voicemails as well.


Texting, however is another story...