Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Ever walk into the wrong restroom? And I don't mean one of these combo ones today. I mean a Men's or Women's restroom. I have a couple of times. The last time was a while ago, when we were in San Francisco. The gal I met inside told me I was in the wrong room, and I informed her that SHE was mistaken, that she was 'lost'. All to no avail. I walked out fast and laughing! Luckily, the 'sting' lasted only 30 seconds or so, and then it was in my rear view mirror. These days, it takes a lot to embarrass me. Walking into the wrong restroom pales in comparison to other situations I might get myself into during my day.