So I was just at work and I had to go to the bathroom. They were being cleaned so I used the men's, no big deal. No one was around for me to bother. This made me think of two things.
1. I imagine there are women who have never been in the mens room. That makes me sad. It isn't like there is anything special or whimsical in there, I just feel that life is meant to be experienced and what easier way then to go in the wrong door every once in a while. Even better if there is someone in there, give you both a jolt of adrenaline. :D
2. The first time I entered the mens I was in the 7th grade and goofing off with my boyfriend SB. He was my best friends brother and SUCH a cutie. Goodness. Anyway we were goofing off and I was chasing him haphazardly and he thought I wouldn't follow him into the bathroom but he was wrong. To his suprise I followed him in, to my suprise I ran into the Principal. I smoothly exited and ran for all I was worth. He didn't know who I was luckily. What a great way to break that barrier. All my friends thought I was bold. Heck I thought I was bold.
Happy memory there.
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