People were supposed to use a sign signifying which sex was using it. But one day two people decided to do their business at the same time. Yep, you guessed - one male and one female. The lady made her entry first and took possession of the furthest stall. A few moments later, ignoring the occupancy sign (more likely not even seeing it), the gent made took over the other stall.
Understand, please, that this man was one of the nicest people in the office and was very modest and reserved which raised the question of what to do when recognizing, under the wall, the feet of a goodlooking secretary. She became aware of her male neighbor at the same time and they both began a waiting game. Who dares to leave first?
Meanwhile, some of the staff had noticed what had happened and whispers went around the office that two people - two sexes - had finally made the fateful mistake. I don't recall how long before the lady dared to depart but it was quite a while and she left to cheers by most of the other staff. A while later the man slinked out of the rest room to resounding laughter by his coworkers. The unthinkable had finally happened.
But this was not the last error by the man. He not only was modest and reserved, he also was somewhat absent minded. Several times he came in wearing different shoes. One black - one brown. Two different styles. Or he more often came in with different socks. Especially different colors.
Which today makes me wonder what one of our daughters was implying when she gave me the above socks for Christmas. Have I gotten so old that I need to be reminded about the difference between right and left?
Thank goodness we have two bathrooms in the house. Essentially one for him and one for her. No need for a sign on the the door. Oh, wait, maybe we need one for the tub/shower. Here's my reservation to go first tonight - after all, I like hot water.