Ok ladies, this is going to be a pretty TMI post, but something happened to me at work recently that made me think of the unspoken laws of the public restroom. At my office, our floor shares one restroom with about 4 stalls in it. Most everyone that uses this restroom tries to snag the handicapped stall to do their business in. This is where my "situation" happened. But before I get to that, I need to spell out some of the rules.
1. If you are going to go #2, make sure that no one knows it's you in there, i.e., stay put till others leave the restroom, don't get your business started until the person you walked in with has left.
2. If you walk into the restroom, smell something stinky and see a pair of shoes under the stall, do your business quickly and leave. That person is more embarrassed than you are - they created the smell!
3. If you see a pair of shoes under the stall when you walk in and they are still there when you walk out, don't lolly-gag - get out of their so they can finish their business.
4. Don't go into the stall adjacent to another person unless it's your only option.
5. Don't talk to the person in the next stall - even if you know them and they are your friend. No one likes to talk when they're going potty.
6. If you're going to spend a great deal of time in the restroom - changing clothes, putting on your make-up, make sure you are alone and not impeding on anyone's time to go "you know what"
Okay, so a week or so ago I was in the handicapped stall in our restroom taking care of business. I had checked all of the stalls and knew that I was alone. The door opened and someone walked in and took the stall RIGHT NEXT TO ME! I noticed her cute black stilettos right away. I listened to her pee, then smooth out her outfit, adjust herself and then walk out of the stall. This was my cue to unclench and carry on. Then the footsteps came closer instead of heading to the door. I looked out the crack between the door and the stall and saw one of my co-workers checking herself out in the mirror. Nervous that she would see me, I pulled up my pants a bit more and pulled down my shirt. I also held my breath. If she were to see me, it would only be embarrassing for her, right? Have I mentioned that I don't particularly care for this girl? Anyway, she got down to some serious primping, adjusting and readjusting her dress. Then adjusting and readjusting some more, all the while RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME! I was literally holding my breath hoping that she didn't see me or know I was in there. Her primping and preening in the mirror lasted at least 10 minutes. It was borderline ridiculous. Had she been one of my friends, I would have shouted, "You Look Fine! Get back to work!", but I couldn't in this situation. Finally, she turned on her stiletto heel to leave...without washing her hands (gross!). A minute or so later she returned, running right back up to the damn mirror to check her face and straighten that damn dress. I wanted to scream! I was clenching and holding my breath and didn't know how much longer I could hold out. Finally she left - this time she washed her hands! I was then able to finish my stuff and leave!
Apparently someone needs to give her a refresher course on community bathrooms. In the future, I think I'll go back to using the bathroom on the floor above us - there's only 1 woman on that entire floor, so the handicapped stall is always free!
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