Cell phone use in bathrooms occurs all the time. In the privacy of our home, the boys disappear in the bathroom to play video games under the guise of a lengthy number two. I have been known to delete spam email from the comfort of the porcelain throne, and have talked to family members (only family members, I swear! ) while in that intimate setting. Cell phones have replaced baskets of cheesy, newsy magazines as reading material of choice in bathrooms around the country.
I'm still disconcerted, however, by people conversing on cells in public restrooms. Don't the people on the other end of the line hear the multiple flushes? I was recently horrified when the woman in the stall next to me paused in her conversation, said "Just a moment," and made her conversation partner wait while she flushed and self-adjusted. She resumed the conversation while alternately washing on3 hand and then the other. I should be grateful she washed her hands, but still question the sterility of the cell phone.
Cell phones are so ubiquitous that middle and high school students show increased heart rates when made to leave phones in their lockers. Adults who returned their Samsung Galaxy Note7 phones report issues of detachment and isolation. As a semi-technophobe and relative dinosaur who didn't get an iPhone until last year, I admit to succumbing to cell phone domination. Any spare moment can be used for Words with Friends, deleting spam email, sending emojis to Mom, or just checking weather, heart rate, number of steps taken, solar power output - you name it, it's on the phone. I can't help but wonder, when will the backlash begin? I think maybe, just perhaps, we should start it in the bathroom.
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