Now that's manners

I was headed into a stall to do a one (with the determination if a following two was to also be enjoyed) when a plumber in the toilets stopped me. He wanted to check if the lav I was headed into was the broken one he'd come to fix. It wasn't. It was the one next to it.

So into the stall I went and flipped up the lid while the plumber got to work next to me in the other cubicle.

Then ... he started courtesy crooning! Yes, humming loudly to block the noise of my ablutions.

What a nice young man.