After training in the gym, changing clothes in the dressing room, by the edge of my ear I hear a man talking on the phone:

Hi daughter! How are you?

Okay, I am at home. You are how?

Am I well seen?

Here I fall into a stupor, turn my head and see him talking on the phone via FaceTime.

I understand, of course, the daughter is probably an adult, but we are in the men's dressing room. The man felt my gaze and several other men, quickly fled into the hall.