A funny thing happened on the way to the bathroom...

Okay, so it wasn't on the way to the bathroom, but in it. Whatever, close enough for rock and roll.

Yesterday afternoon, just before it was time to go home from work, I headed to the bathroom. We've got 2 stalls in the bathroom at work - one regular, one handicap. Someone was in the regular one, so I went in the handicap one. The other person left. Did what I needed to do and then went to open the door. The handle spun around. No contact inside. Spin, spin, the door not unlatching. Spin, spin, starting to get cranky now. The last thing I wanted was to be locked in a bathroom stall so long that I missed the last express bus. Spin, spin. Almost 5 pm, everyone on our floor is pretty much gone by then. Spin, spin. Wiggle, bang, kick. Still nothing. Well, there was nothing for it but to get down on my belly and slide, push, pull myself under the stall door. There was a good 12" or 14" clearance, so it wasn't difficult, just slightly embarrassing even though there wasn't anyone there to witness it. At least our bathroom is decently clean and I just got a bit dusty.

So there you go. A little story for you to laugh at as you picture me on my belly, wiggling my way under a stall door. =D

(And in case you're wondering, the landlord fixed it right away. I still don't think I'll use it if I can avoid it though...)