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I took my neighbor to Meijer's for groceries yesterday. While there, my Lasix kicked in, so I made a trip to the Ladies' Room. No one was in there when I entered. I used the handicapped stall because my back was not happy with me yesterday.
Just as I am finishing up, I hear someone enter, and the water turns on. Then splashing, and the blow dryer comes on. I walk out of the stall to the sink area and there is a man, pants down around his knees, in front of the sinks (between me and the exit)!
He gives me a dirty look and I told him "You are in the women's restroom!" He argues and tells me that I am in the wrong room.
I said "HELLO!! There are NO URINALS and the sign on the door says LADIES!" and I rush out past him in case he's some nut-job looking for a woman to attack or rob.
He follows me out, pulling up his pants, to look at the door - and lo and behold, there, immediately opposite him, is the men's room! He yells, "You're right, I was in the wrong room!"
I kept ducking him the rest of the time I was in the store, because I just didn't want to see his face again. Kim was in hysterics, because it seemed like we saw him everywhere! Now, this guy was nicely dressed in a blue, button-down shirt with a logo on the left breast and khaki pants, belt, nice shoes, and a cell phone. Not like some drifter or illiterate who can't read - or tell the difference between the universally used silhouettes of a man and a woman on restroom doors.
I still cannot figure out what the hell he was doing by the sinks with his pants down.
I hope to hell he didn't use them as a urinal!
Just as I am finishing up, I hear someone enter, and the water turns on. Then splashing, and the blow dryer comes on. I walk out of the stall to the sink area and there is a man, pants down around his knees, in front of the sinks (between me and the exit)!
He follows me out, pulling up his pants, to look at the door - and lo and behold, there, immediately opposite him, is the men's room! He yells, "You're right, I was in the wrong room!"
I kept ducking him the rest of the time I was in the store, because I just didn't want to see his face again. Kim was in hysterics, because it seemed like we saw him everywhere! Now, this guy was nicely dressed in a blue, button-down shirt with a logo on the left breast and khaki pants, belt, nice shoes, and a cell phone. Not like some drifter or illiterate who can't read - or tell the difference between the universally used silhouettes of a man and a woman on restroom doors.
I still cannot figure out what the hell he was doing by the sinks with his pants down.