Friday, July 07, 2006

Cyber Toilet

Our office is on the 20th floor, and we share it with three other companies. One of them is, we suspect sans proof, a call center servicing either China or Korea. They have these foreign boys and girls coming in and out, always talking with no hint of English whatsoever in their sentences, speaking either in Chinese or in Korean, we’re not sure. Yup, that’s how gibberish they sound when they speak.

Anyway, one day I was in the restroom, washing my hands after taking a leak. Suddenly a guy who looks like he’s from the call center entered the restroom—carrying a laptop. I thought, “Maybe he’s on his way to a meeting, and he just decided to take a leak first.” He proceeded to enter a cubicle. “Or a dump.”

When I stepped out of the restroom, I almost bumped into another one of them as he rushed to go inside the restroom—also carrying a laptop!

My eyebrows raised to the high heavens, I wondered if there was a great free wi-fi service in that restroom that I don’t know about. Talk about giving new meaning to the term, “dumping of files.”

So I recounted the incident to the guys in the office. One of them said, “Nag-download ng porno yung mga yun!”

Ah, maybe that explains it.

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