The Need to Pay Attention
My husband and I had guests this week. My husband’s brother, Randy and his wife Sherry, came to visit for a few days. We did all of the typical tourist things in our area – a trip to Yosemite, antique shopping, etc, but we also made a short visit to Costco.
Sherry and I left “the boys” in line to pay for our purchases, while we went to the Ladies’ Room. We were laughing and chatting in there, and then left when we were finished. We found Randy waiting for us by the front door. Rick had gone to the Men’s Room. So we waited for him to come back. And we waited. And waited.
Eventually, we spotted him hurrying away from the restrooms, making a bee-line straight to us, with a funny look on his face.
Rick had gone into the Women’s restroom and was already locked in a stall before he realized his mistake. He heard Sherry and me talking, and texted me for help… but gosh, I knew where he was (or so I thought) and he knew where I was, so I had my phone in my purse and didn’t hear the little texting chime. He heard us walk out and thought, “Oh, my gosh, what am I going to do now!” He heard other women coming and going. So he just waited. When he didn’t hear any more talking, he peeked out the gap between the door and the stall frame, hoping that the room was empty. It was. He put his hand on the door latch to open it, and in walked another woman. He knew he wasn’t in a good situation, and knew that it would just take the “wrong” woman to see him there and start screaming rather than laughing at his predicament. Fortunately, the woman went into the stall right next to him, so as soon as he heard her latch the door, he opened his door and “high-tailed” it out of there.
After we finished laughing hysterically, Rick told us he thought it was “odd” that Costco had taken the urinals out of the men’s restroom. Should that have been clue #1?
I’m soooo glad this happened. I’m not mean. I don’t like to have my husband embarrassed. But, the same thing happened to me about 15 years ago, and Rick still teases me about it every now and then. Now all I have to do is wait for him to bring up my experience because now I have a story to tell too.
You made my night! I needed a good laugh!
I did that in the Norfolk, Va Airport restroom. I felt like an iditot. Now, if the womens line is to long, I go to the mens bathroom! Ha! Comes with getting old I guess! LOL
LOL!! 🙂 Too funny!!
I just laughed and laughed at that. I have to tell a story too. My husband and I were out one night at a local bar, a very nice one. My husband was NOT intoxicated. He excused himself to go the restroom and when he came back he said there were quite a few women here who never read the Bible. I asked him what in the world has going to the restroom to do with reading the Bible and he replied, “well they don’t know the difference between Adam and Eve”. OK, I’m thinking they really had to go and the ladies room was full. Some women don’t care. Later I need to use the restroom and when I walk up to the door I read the sign and it says “MADAM”. I just burst out laughing standing outside the restroom. People must have thought I was out of my mind. I go back to my husband, and I said to him, “dear, I’m not sure whether those ladies read the Bible, but it’s obvious you were not paying attention to simple French, the word on the door said MADAM, not ADAM. You were in the ladies room. He then said it was the cleanest men’s room he had ever been in and although the women looked at him funny, they said nothing. I said to him, they probably thought you were drunk and chalked it up to that. We still laugh about that.
And on my side, Many years ago we visited West Point Military Academy in New York. I needed to use the restroom and and asked a Cadet for directions. He was very courteous and sent me to this building. I checked the outside and there are no signs for men or women, it just indicates it’s the restroom. I walk in thinking that inside there will be signs for ladies or gentlemen. Nothing. I walk a little further and see the stalls with doors (no urinals), and I was thinking OK, why no sign though. As I get myself situated, I hear a bunch of male voices all laughing and joking. Oh NO!! At the time (I’m going back many years) West Point was NOT co-ed. I stayed until was quiet and then made a run for it. In my hasty escape, I noticed the urinals were all against the back wall. Jim asked what happened that it took so long. I told him I was waiting for the all clear signal.
LOLOLOL! Oh, gosh! Those are The Best stories!!!! Thanks for sharing!
OK… I have one too… Years ago, as a teenager, I worked for WT Grant company… The restrooms were on the lower level both along the right side wall, you went into a little alcove before entering and they were separate “hole”s in the wall… Don’t remember which was first… What I do remember was a lady coming out of one, with a shocked look on her face… All she could manage to say, was ….and there he stood!!!!!
That was a pretty quick remark on her part! LOL! Thanks for the laugh!
Haven’t we all experienced this? I know I’ve done it more than once (you’d think I would learn) myself.
I imagine we have, Dona. 🙂
Hahaha, that’s just too funny. Thanks for the laugh. 🙂
My pleasure! LOL!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha omg – Thanks I needed that!
You are welcome! LOL!