Being unjustly accused of hacking the fluorescent lights while they flicker because you happened to texting on your Samsung Galaxy smartphone. The accuser is commonly a whorish paraprofessional with back pain caused by sleeping on the Target bench dividers at night.
My: *texting on my brand new Samsung Galaxy smartphone*
The overhead lights: *begin to rapidly flicker*
Whore para: WTF are ya doin, ya sped!! Stop hacking the lights!