An Unconfortable Experience In The Public Men’s Room

Ken AshfordRandom MusingsLeave a Comment

As a fitting coda to my paranoid post yesterday, I’d thought I’d pass on this post from a diarist at Daily Kos:

Two weeks ago, the kids and I went on a trip to visit friends in San Antonio, Texas.  On the way we stopped at a rest area just off the interstate.  What happened next made me very uneasy…

I was drinking coffee heavily so that I would stay awake and needed to relieve myself pretty badly.  I pulled into a rest area, locked the car doors, left the kids sleeping in the car, and went into the restroom.  When I entered I noticed it was unoccupied except for a pair of sneakers visible under the second stall.

As I unzipped at one of the urinals and began to relieve my burning bladder I heard a voice say "Hey, what’s up?".  I looked around and there was no one else in the restroom.  After a moments hesitation, I answered "Not much".

A little time went by and he says, "What ya doing?".

I didn’t feel very comfortable talking to someone in a stall but I didn’t want to be rude and answered, "Uh…we are heading to San Antonio to visit friends."

"Want to come over?", he says. 

At this point I am really uncomfortable and I finish up and scoot over to the sink to wash up.  "No I don’t think so.", I replied.  Wow, was this something else.  I had never even had someone next to me with a wide stance before and now I’ve got someone in the stall asking me over! 

As I reached for the paper towels to dry my hands I hear, "Hey man, can I call you back?  There’s some asshole in the bathroom answering every thing I say."