Phones and toilets

"It was just after eleven in the evening. I was in the café. My friend went home. I was drinking
the last beer and outside was raining. I was listening to the barman's mobile phone. I looked
around me to find him, but he was not there. Then I took the mobile phone and answered. I
heard the voice of the barman! Suddenly I looked arround but didn't see him in the bar. The barman's voice that was nervous, like someoje that was trying to tell me something, then the voice stopped speaking...Frightened, I looked into the kitchen and the view was amazing: the barman was just doing his work, camly and without knowing anything, just as calm as a sleeping baby. I felt strange, one of there feelings that you never know about, but they just scare you a lot. I was asking myself if all this shit was real. Terrified, I left this crazy place. Suddenly, the noise of a mobile phone rang againg. Was it my imagination on should I be a fool to stay in the bar again?
When I got inside the café and went to the kitchen once again but the barman was no there. Then I looked in the toilet...my body suddenly could not move. There, just is front of my face, the body of a fat man was lying on the floor, so quiet that it looked like a corpse. It was the barman's body...Now I took the phone again and, frightened, I heard a voice, the barman's voice! What was my conclusion?..."
The doctor looked though the window of the room.