Regardless of how skilled in the art of vertical urination the dude at the urinal next to me at the Excel Center was, I don’t appreciate him multitasking by simultaneously using his phone. What is the 21st century etiquette for expressing my displeasure? Do I have the right to be displeased? Imagine my conundrum as I wanted to extend him his personal space while also wanting to make sure he wasn’t capturing this moment between us for posterity. The world is a complicated place. My aggressive side wanted to tear the phone out of his hand, spike it into the tile floor, and then pee on the destroyed device with whatever volume I had left. But, my contemplative side won out because I had come to see the Wild game with my daughter and leaving in handcuffs wasn’t part of the plan for the evening. I returned to the game, drank a Big Ginger, and enjoyed my freedom to watch the Wild get killed by the Sharks with my beautiful daughter. God bless America and God help us as we navigate this ethical minefield called life.
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