How to be humiliated in the privacy of your own stall

I hate my cell phone for one reason.

It's not that bad of a cell phone. It makes calls and receives calls. It flips and stores number. My problem is that it takes pictures; mostly of my pocket when jostled.

I was in a public restroom today crowded with people dropping trou. (We're all friends at this point, right?) Wouldn't you know it my phone takes three consecutive pictures, of my pocket of course. Unfortunately, judging by the silence in the bathroom the loud click-click camera noise was heard throughout.

Public restrooms are not good places to take pictures; especially unintended.