I have a story. Some of you may have heard it already, but I don't care. My bachelor party began in the bleachers at a Thursday 1:20 game in the middle of August. As you can imagine, by the time the 8th inning rolled around, I was pretty wasted. Me and a couple of other guys went down to the bathrooms in the middle of the 8th. Predictably, it was a zoo, but people sorta tried to form lines, so we each got in one. I made it to the front of my line first, and started peeing. There was a loud cellphone ring, and the guy next to me reached into his pocket and answered it and began to have a loud conversation. The men's room fell fairly silent. My buddies, who at this point were standing slightly behind me on either side, say that I started staring at this guy trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with him. The phone conversation continued, and it was obviously making pretty much everyone else uncomfortable. The guy was asking about how friends were doing, laughing way too loud, etc. I mean, it's really not acceptable in my view to answer a cell phone in a public bathroom with really long lines when you're standing at the trough no matter what the circumstance, but if you do it had better be a quick conversation about where you're meeting afterward or something along those lines. This conversation was obviously not like that. My friends say that at this point I had finished peeing and was just standing there staring daggers at this guy, and they were eyeing each other trying to predict what was going to happen next. The guy then said the line, "Oh you'll never guess where I am," to which I immediately leaned right up toward him and screamed into the phone, "TELL 'EM WHAT YOU'RE HOLDING IN YOUR OTHER HAND!" The entire bathroom exploded in laughter and my buddies grabbed me and quickly escorted me out before the guy on the phone could even figure out what was going on.