Allow me to preface this by stating that I work with all sorts of nationalities, and people's names are quite diverse in the Bay Area. You don't just encounter Tom, Dick, and Ralph around here. I've worked with Diby, Swami, Munjal, Ravi, Chingpin, and other various names from numerous nationalities. One name that spawned this post is "Deep". No, not in a philosophical sense, but a literal sense. "Deep".
Call me a prude, but what the hell is it these days with people taking or making cell phone calls in the men's room? And I don't mean that somebody's just finishing drying their hands as the phone rings on their way out the door... there are people walking up to urinals while making or taking calls at the same time. Don't you think that's a bit rude? Not only are you exposing the caller to your own, oh, shall we say 'stream of consciousness', but you also make unexpected participants of your call of anybody else in the facility. And seriously, is that call so critical that you'll risk your precious iPhone to a possible slip of the wrist and subsequent plunge?
Anyway, while in the men's room earlier today, another person entered, approached the urinal, and in mid-stream, answered a phone call and said "Hello. This is Deep".
The first thought that crossed my mind as I heard this simple statement? "Braggart".
Followed, of course, by the title of this post.