Afternoon watch, 3 bells (1:34 pm)
A few minutes ago, I walked into the bathroom to get something down on paper. The FedEx delivery guy was at the urinal. I sat down and not five seconds later the guy’s cell phone rings. And it wasn’t a normal ring, it was an MP3 ringtone—Loverboy’s Everybody’s Working for the Weekend. It was all I could do not to bust up laughing, or just let loose with my bowels so the calling party knew he was talking in a bathroom. Alas, I refrained. I guess I’m just too polite.