I just spent about 30 minutes in the restroom

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I REALLY need to start drinking coffee in the mornings again, especially when I’ve had less than 6 hours sleep.

I’m at work, and the Taco Bell I had for lunch yesterday combined with last night’s dinner of White Castle’s finally made their presence known to me. I left my workstation to go to the restroom, but found the one closest to my desk was closed for cleaning. So I walked around to the restrooms at the back of the building, entered and sat in a stall for, well, you know.

So I’m there and it strikes me as strange that through the crack of the stall door, I can see other stalls across from me and not urinals, as you would in an ordinary men’s room. That’s when it dawns on me.

I had entered the ladies’ room! I obviously couldn’t just up and leave, so I resolved to finish and get out as quickly as possible. Then the door opened and two women entered.

Thoughts started racing through my head: What if they notice the size 13 men’s shoes under the door? What if one of them comes to my stall and I have to say that I’m in there? How the hell do I explain that I’m here by accident?

So I sat and waited. And the women chatted about the stock of the company and the breakup of AT&T and how one of them has vacation coming up next week and yada yada yada. Then they went to their stalls. For a split second I thought about getting the hell out then, but what if someone came in as I was leaving? What if someone was walking down the hallway as I exited the ladies room? And just who in the fuck thought it was a good idea to put the two doors so close to each other like that?! (Then I had a crazy, although pleasantly improbable thought that has its origins in watching too many porn films, but we all know that sort of thing never happens in real life.)

So I waited some more, and finally the women left. After what felt like 5 minutes, I left, peeking nervously out the door before leaving so no one saw me. Luckily, the coast was clear and here I am safe and free of having to awkardly explain what I was doing in the ladies’ room.

I may never use the restrooms at work again.

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ROFLMAO!!

You poor soul!!!

I can see the reflection of your beet red face in the shiny stall in my mind.

No one to see you but still, complete and utter embarrassment and humiliation!

I’m sorry…that sounds awful…tell the grandkids someday, they’ll love it!

-SS :smiley:

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Can’t let a restroom thread pass me by. When I was a kid, I went with my dad and my sister to some pizza place. My dad went to go use the restroom and my sister followed after him a minute later. He couldn’t find any urinals, so he went into one of the stalls. He later mentioned that the lack of urinals should have clued him off, but it didn’t. Anyway, he didn’t bother shutting the stall door since he was just peeing, and hey, no guy walking in would really care. Just as he’s about to start, he hears and creak, turns around and sees my sister. He started laughing and told her she was in the wrong restroom and needed to get out. That’s when it dawned on him where he was. He then made her his lookout while he finished up. Which turned out to be useful because she was able to distract a lady outside long enough for him to leave unnoticed. We still laugh about it.

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Crunchy

Taco Hell and Sliders in the same day? It’s a wonder you weren’t stuck in your bathroom at home for an hour.

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What can I say, I’m one of those health food nuts. :smiley:

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Well, maybe not in your life, but…aww, who am I kidding.

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[homer]mmmm, roughage…[/homer]