stop having conversations in the bathroom!

This totally (and probably irrationally) bothers me. No talkie when you go wee! Stop it!

Ganked from a historical hair site:

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History of Finger Waves

In 1920, a major shift in women's hairstyling occurred. The waist length locks were shorn to chin level and the "bob" was created. Women's lifestyles were also changing and the need for a more simple style to accompany their liberation was born.

A famous hairstylist from Paris named Antoine, was very influential during this time and people from all over the world looked to him as a trendsetter. He designed many hairstyles and wigs for the famous Parisian singer, Josephine Baker.

Not everyone looked good with a flat, sleek, bob so waves and curls were incorporated into the craze. A gel was applied to the hair and then, while using the fingers in unison with a skilled comb, waves were sculpted into the hair. The ends of the hair were then wound around the finger and pinned, thus named "the pincurl". Long metal clamps were applied to the waves to keep them in place while the client sat under the dryer. For a fancier evening look, colorful combs, barrettes with beads and feathers, and headbands were placed within the hair.

A recipe for a gel was to use 1/4 cup of flax seed to 1 cup of water -- Boil on the stove until thickened, and strain the liquid into a jar; add 3 drops of rosemary oil, and refrigerate. Josephine Baker was one of the first to have a commercial gel that was promoted as "pour se bakerfixer les cheveux".

Not every woman's hair would finger wave successfully. The development of the permanent wave brought a lot of women into the salon to achieve these wondrous waves. This craze also opened the door for women to become hairstylists. At the turn of the century in London, only one in ten hairdressing professionals was a woman. Now there are far more women in the profession than men.

This totally (and probably irrationally) bothers me. No talkie when you go wee! Stop it!

The worst is when someone is on their cell phone in the bathroom. Now, I must admit, I've done it once, but it was an emergency situation. I was trying to get ahold of Emily to go pick her up. We were both in New Hampshire. Only, she'd gone to Vermont, so I no longer had a phone number where she could be reached. She called, and I had to take the call. Hee!

Yes! And also -- stop having conversations in the bathroom!

My office pumps music into the bathrooms, the odd thing is that's the only place where music is pumped in. If you are going to pump music into only one place in the office building, pump it into the elevators where it belongs. I don't think there is music in the elevators, but I don't remember for sure since I never use them.

There's a book by Malcolm Gladwell called Blink. It cites a lot of research to demonstrate that the good decisions are the ones you make by instinct, and that the rationalizations people come up with to explain decisions are often irrelevant or even wrong.

This totally (and probably irrationally) bothers me. No talkie when you go wee! Stop it!

Hate that. And for the love of mike don't expect a response from me when I'm in a stall unless you are asking if there's toilet paper.

She called, and I had to take the call.

Especially since I had to borrow someone else's cell and stand on a box to try to get a signal.

But getting a call is different -- not ideal, but I understand it. It's when they're already on the phone when they go into the bathroom. Like, have the conversation first. This is not the best time for multitasking.

and that the rationalizations people come up with to explain decisions are often irrelevant or even wrong.

I'm sure the rationalization to spend the money to put speakers and play music in the bathrooms is irrelevant or wrong.

My office pumps music into the bathrooms, the odd thing is that's the only place where music is pumped in. If you are going to pump music into only one place in the office building, pump it into the elevators where it belongs. I don't think there is music in the elevators, but I don't remember for sure since I never use them.

I like the idea of music in the bathrooms. It's soothing. And it distracts me from knowing I'm so close to complete strangers when I'm going.

Not everyone looked good with a flat, sleek, bob so waves and curls were incorporated into the craze. A gel was applied to the hair and then, while using the fingers in unison with a skilled comb, waves were sculpted into the hair. The ends of the hair were then wound around the finger and pinned, thus named "the pincurl". Long metal clamps were applied to the waves to keep them in place while the client sat under the dryer.

So, this is what my grandma called "getting her hair set"? Doesn't that make it kind of not-move-y and stiff?