About a week ago I went into the bathroom to blow my nose. I almost opened up the stall to get some toilet paper but then decided that paper towel would be fine. So I blew my nose and then left the bathroom. Now, the bathroom by my work is teeny tiny. Somehow they’ve squeezed a urinal in there. Because it is so small, you feel like you should turn off the light when you exit. So I turned off the light as a I left the bathroom.
And then I heard an angry shout. “HEY. TURN THAT BACK ON.” I was already halfway out the door and as I turned to comply he shouted again. “HEY.” Very angry. I said, “Sorry! I didn’t know anybody was in there!” as I quickly flipped the light back on.
Gosh, right! Imagine if I’d tried to open the stall door. That guy was in a mood.
Anyway, now what I do is I sit in the bathroom stall quietly. Alone with my thoughts. In the dark. Then, when someone comes in and turns on the light I shout, “HEY. TURN THAT BACK OFF. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING.”
I know what you’re thinking. “Does he really?” Well, I guess you’ll just have to come by the bathroom nearest my work and see for yourself. Imagine that I said that last sentence there coyly.