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we have a unisex bathroom in the building in which i work. it's not so bad. it's not quite ally mcbeal - it's more like we share the space. there are cards on the door that indicate occupancy by females or males (it's usually females because there are only 5 males on the floor). we have the cards because all the bathrooms in the west wing are labelled men and for women to use the bathroom, they have to go to the other wing. anyway. it usually works out. except for the last two weeks for me.
last week, i went to use the bathroom and flipped the card to indicate that a female was in it. i go in. i hear a belt and "oh - the door said men" - i rolled my eyes and exited, having (fortutiously) not seen anything.
and today, just ten minutes ago, i go to use the bathroom again and there's a girl in the doorway. "come on in - you might get a kick out of this." so i go in, thinking there's a small animal or something in there. no. no small animal. there's a small class IN THE BATHROOM. i just wanted to pee.
good grief people. good grief.
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umm...why was the class in the bathroom?
you know, in retrospect, i should have stopped to ask. oh well.
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