I met some friends for dinner to celebrate Adam's birthday. When I arrived I needed to use the facilities. I am 29 years old and thought I had encountered every type of washroom there is. I discovered it isn't true.
This particular facility had one sink, a urinal and a regular toilet. At first glance it would seem it was a room for two, but as I looked around some more there was a lock on the door and there were no partitions of any kind between the urinal and toilet. It had an open floor plan if you will. When I walked in there was someone in there and I wasn't sure what to do - stay or leave? stay or leave? Is this a onesie or a twosie? If it is a onesie why didn't he lock the door? I aired on the side of caution and bailed.
I waited until that guy left, went in and locked the door so that the next guy wouldn't have to bear the same mental anguish I did.
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Thank you for leaving, it was also very awkward for me. Next time I promise to lock the door if this option is ever available to me again, so we never have to go through that type of experience again.
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