My old office was in the RBC building downtown. Anyway, one day I'm washing up in the lavatory. A bank dude is on a business call in a stall. Always classy. Suddenly a visibly concerned co-worker barges into the room, and races for the adjacent stall and...unleashes. The noise was appalling in both quality and volume . There was
absolutely no way the caller didn't hear. The bank dude abruptly ends the conversation after a fairly long silence.
If I hadn't already gone, I'd have pissed myself laughing.