Saturday, April 26, 2008

next time lock the door

I was out with my fam at a local eatery today when I realized I needed to make a business call on the porcelain telephone. For the metaphorically challenged, that means I had to use the can.

As I opened the mens room door I made two unsettling discoveries. The first was that this was one of those bathrooms that is just a sink and a toilet. No stalls. No nothing really. In and of itself that's not such a big deal except when considered alongside my second discovery, which was that this bathroom was occupied.

Luckily the guy was only drying his hands when I yanked the door open but instinctively I shut the door quickly, apologizing as I did so. It happens so fast.

"No problem, dude!" came the voice as he opened the door to step past me out into the hall. "I was done anyway."

Obviously, if that had been the end of it this wouldn't be a story for me to tell anyone let alone blog about.

As he walked past he gave me one of those buddy buddy forearm smashes (lightly, but obviously an invasion of my personal space) and said, "it's all you."

No shit, Sherlock. It better be all me.

And of course it was since I know how to lock the bathroom door.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am always fearful that I will be mid-wipe and realize I forgot to lock the door.

Alijuna said...

Me too. I had the horrible experience of finding Stephen sitting on the toilet with the door unlocked. I almost gouged my eyes out.

Faux Frenchie said...

I'm getting too cynical in my old age. I don't think he forgot to lock the door, and I think the "buddy buddy forearm smash" might have really meant "too bad you didn't get here a couple minutes earlier so we could have some fun." So if you think your personal space was invaded as it was, THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS, DUDE!!

;-)

Mr. Blunderson said...

That's actually what Mrs. Blunderson thinks, and since the place was on the cusp of BYU campus I'd have to say the possibility is certainly very likely.

But I do have that fear of people busting in on me while I'm on the can so I always check the lock several times. I don't mind being a little OCD when it comes to that.