Several men are in a golf club locker room. A mobile phone next to one of them rings.
He reaches down and picks up the phone. "Yes, I can talk," he says. "You're out shopping, are you? That's nice."
The listening men smile at each other.
"You want to order those new carpets? Okay. And they'll include the
curtains for an extra five thousand? Sure, why not?"
More smiles among the listeners.
"You want to book that week to Aruba? They're holding the price at twenty-two
thousand? Sounds like a bargain. If that's what you want, okay by me."
Smiles turn to expressions of mild envy.
"And you want to give the builder the go-ahead for the new conservatory? Seventy-five thousand if we say yes today? Sounds fair. Sure, that's fine."
The listeners exchange glances of amazement.
"Okay, see you later. Yes, love you too," says the man, ending the call and putting the phone down on the bench next to him again.
He looks at the other men and says, "I wonder who left their phone behind."