I was travelling back to my hometown for my father’s birthday and decided to stop at one of those rest areas on the side of the road. I went into the washroom. The first stall was taken, so I went into the second stall.

I had just sat down when I heard a voice from the other stall say “Hi there, how is it going?”

Okay, I am not the type to strike up conversations with strangers in washrooms on the side of the road. I didn’t know what to do, but finally I said, “Not bad.”

Then the voice said “So, what are you doing?”

At this point, I was starting to find the situation a bit weird, but I said, “Well, I’m headed back east.”

Then I heard the person, all flustered, say, “Look, I’ll have to call you back. Every time I ask you a question, this idiot in the next stall keeps answering me!”