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It was an emergency

To the lone guy in the men's room at the beach, so sorry I startled you when I rushed in the door. It really was an emergency and the ladies room had a looooong line; besides, my DH went in first and gave me the go ahead so I assumed the room was empty. Believe me, I was as surprised to see you as you were to see me.

And to the guy who was doing his business as I left the men's room: I am sorry I interrupted your business. I did not know my DH was going to abandon the door where he stood guard and instead move the car to a legal parking spot. I wish he would have stayed to save us both the embarrassment. But perhaps it was an emergency for you, too. Maybe I left so quietly you didn't even know I was there? I hope so.

Thanks for not having me arrested or something.

Published Sat, Jul 7 2012 7:10 PM by Gramz Quilts


# re: It was an emergency@ Saturday, July 7, 2012 10:20 PM

Been there done that....ROFLOL

by Nana

# re: It was an emergency@ Saturday, July 7, 2012 11:42 PM

Oh I've done that many times LOL  They always have such a shocked expression on their faces.

# re: It was an emergency@ Sunday, July 8, 2012 2:05 PM

ROFLOL!!! I love your blogs! I think we've all done that at one time or another! Besides it doesn't hurt them to be embarresed once in a while.

by Linda

# re: It was an emergency@ Sunday, July 8, 2012 9:10 PM

I have been to conventions where most attendees were women. To accommodate their personal needs many of the mens' rooms were temporarily converted for use by the ladies. Some even decorated the urinals with flowers.

I have also used the mens room while traveling, but only those "one seaters" which could be locked while in use. I have never had a man complain at those times. I guess when they see the line of ladies waiting to use the other toilet they are pretty understanding. And we gals, even though strangers to each other, looked out for each other at those times.

This "emergency" was a first for me. Believe me, it was about to get very, very ugly. While I was stunned that my DH abandoned me so quickly, he seemed to think it was no big deal that other men were using the facility while I used it.

That reminds me of another story. Perhaps I'll write a post about that experience as well. Someday.