That’s Not Me…
I worked at a mall kiosk fixing phones. One time, a man (who happened to be with his wife) came in because his old phone stopped working and he wanted it fixed, even though he already had a new one. When I turned the old one on, the background picture was of a woman’s bare behind.
The wife saw it and instead of blushing, she punched her husband straight in the nose. What I gathered from the argument was that the picture was his mistress, who the husband swore he stopped seeing years ago. It was very hard to watch.