I was changing into some running clothes in the men’s room at work. Not being a regular locker room, I decide to change in one of the stalls. I do this standing up, until it comes time to put on my shoes and socks, and I suddenly feel like there’s nowhere to sit.
So this is a strange thing. Of course there’s a perfectly servicable place to sit right there; in fact I HAVE sat there many times for an entirely different purpose, but I am oddly averse to doing so now.
Why is that? Why would I be relcutant, even squeamish, to sit on something (that’s perfectly clean) while wearing running shorts that I have no qualms about sitting on with my bare ass?
Being an institutional washroom, there was no “cover lid” to put down, so I just sat on that U-shaped lid, and it felt really wierd.
Has anyone else experienced this? What other strangely mundane things have you discovered?