Oh my god the funniest / most embarrassing thing just happened. Funniest for me. Most embarrassing for the other guy.
The way the washrooms work on this floor is that the men's is on the west side and the women's is on the east side. Beside the men's are two handicapped washrooms that most of the women that work on the west side use instead of walking around to the east side. (There is no cut through and it's a pretty long walk when you really have to go.)
I work on the west side. I use the handicapped washroom with some regularity. This morning, after purchasing a fetching new lipstick and liner from the PharmaPlus downstairs I wandered over to my favourite of the two handicappeds (better lighting), but for some reason I was cautious about opening the door. Good thing too cuz there was a guy in there, sittin' on the throne, pants around his ankles, wad of toilet paper in his hands who was going in for the wipe, just as I did. We both started apologizing profusely as he reached for the door, as I closed the door and as he locked it as he should have done in the first place.
Oh my god, why does this stuff happen to me?!!
1 comment:
EW!
Can you imagine his face if you had continued to walk in and put on your lipstick?? ... but then again, imagine the smell! ~~~~~~~
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