no...i'm actually not going to talk about how horrible my cell phone is and how friends have threatened to send my phone into the gulf so that I purchase one that will actually hold a call for longer than 5 minutes.

i am going to speak about a new phenomia. it's happened to me a couple of times, and i'm still not really sure what i'm supposed to do. in the middle of one of my breaks at work, i headed to burger king to use their wonderful bathroom facilities. just as I'm walking in, my cell phone rings. bathrooms are really good at two things.....providing a safe haven for tornados, and causing any small sound to echo like crazy. if you drop a pin in the bathroom, it sounds like a 747 is landing. i immediately turned red and booked it out of the bathroom. turns out no one was even in the bathroom, but how am i to not be embarrassed and ashamed of the bellowing cell phone ring for all of the bathroom users to hear? If i had tried to pick it up, the phone probably would have either slipped out of my hands and into the toilet, or it would have slid across the grimmy bathroom floor and directly underneath another stall. Good thing that i wasn't situated yet, because removing a cell phone from bunched up pants is as easy as getting people to watch arrested development. Maybe i'm wrong on this one. Maybe i should have picked up the phone and had one weird conversation for everyone to hear....

'yo'
'hey...what's up'
'not much...what you up to'
'ummm...crappin'
'oh yah...cool....how long you going to be doing that'
'ummm....wait...umm.............yah...i'll be here a while'
'soooooooo........you at home?'
'naw....burger king'
'you pick me up something?'

yet again i miss the days without cell phones....when there were not these extremely awkward situations, and no new areas for manners to arise. life was simple.