had8ley
Engineer
I never went to Georgetown School of Foreign Service to learn how to be a diplomat but...the other day I was on # 20 and a booming voice permeated the H room. I walked down the hall and in room 6 is an obvious Brooklyn accented slob tearing his secretary up on his cell phone with almost all four letter words. All the other roomette occupants had shut their doors~ one even stuffed pillows and blankets against the door and window. I interupted this monster, of course his door was wide open, and told him we were getting ready to go through a tunnel and he would lose reception. After scolding his gal he hung up. There was no tunnel, but how would my fellow posters have handled this joker ??? hboy: