Me...Sans Filter

In an elevator on the way to class today, Jason and I were laughing back and forth about something when this chick on the elevator says into her phone, “Yeah, I can’t hear you. I’m on an elevator.” It didn’t register a first, but I realized that since this elevator is made of mostly glass and outside, there’s no reception problem. I’m pretty sure what she wanted to say was more along the lines of “I can’t hear you, there’s two full-grown men in here giggling like school girls at a Hello Kitty convention.”