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Public restroom does NOT = hotel room
Well, this one happened on an evening shift; I was manager on duty and about six months preggers. We were pretty slow that night, thank goodness - I remember I was one person short. I think it was a Thursday... So, being pregnant, I had to use the bathroom a LOT, and often with no notice. The gals will get this, the guys should nod. 
I remember that, for once, no one tried to stop me to ask where the "non-fiction" section was...I'll do another post on that one later. I made it to the restroom, no problem, and was about to enter the stall, when I realized I was hearing...um...shall we say, heavy breathing? Sadly, I actually stood there for a second trying to decide if someone needed medical attention, when I noticed that the door on the handicapped stall was closed, and I could see two pairs of feet. Yep, if you haven't guessed it by now...let's just say that a couple of teenagers probably didn't have a car and couldn't afford a hotel room. And I know you're going to laugh at me, but I REALLY had to pee, so I just sort of cleared my throat, said "Management..." and ducked into the stall. There was frantic zipping sounds and cursing, and then they hightailed it out of there. Okay, I just have to say that our bathrooms only got cleaned at night. Yep, that's it. It was after 8:00 pm when this happened...Yuck on all counts.
But that's not all! This happened to me a second time...about a month later. This time, I was doing a "porno check" on the men's bathroom. What we would do is knock on the door three times, crack it a little, and then say loudly, "<Store name> staff...cleaning". If we got no answer, we would go in, peek in the garbage can and check next to the toilet to take out the porno that would inevitably be somewhere. This time, I knocked, got no answer to my call, so I went in. Okay, let me just say...the men's bathroom is tiny. It has one urinal and a handicap stall, one sink, and that's it. You can see everything when you enter. I didn't see anyone, so I peeked in the garbage can (nothing there - dang, that means it's next to the toilet and I'm going to need gloves), and started to open the stall door. When I touched the door, I heard someone say "Occupied!". Whoops...okay, let me just say I ran out of there. I waited in the hallway for a minute, and I swear to you, one older man and two younger men came out.
I really don't want to think about the fact that all three had to have been in the stall together.
Why did that always happen to me? No one ever caught anyone else in the bathrooms...
I remember that, for once, no one tried to stop me to ask where the "non-fiction" section was...I'll do another post on that one later. I made it to the restroom, no problem, and was about to enter the stall, when I realized I was hearing...um...shall we say, heavy breathing? Sadly, I actually stood there for a second trying to decide if someone needed medical attention, when I noticed that the door on the handicapped stall was closed, and I could see two pairs of feet. Yep, if you haven't guessed it by now...let's just say that a couple of teenagers probably didn't have a car and couldn't afford a hotel room. And I know you're going to laugh at me, but I REALLY had to pee, so I just sort of cleared my throat, said "Management..." and ducked into the stall. There was frantic zipping sounds and cursing, and then they hightailed it out of there. Okay, I just have to say that our bathrooms only got cleaned at night. Yep, that's it. It was after 8:00 pm when this happened...Yuck on all counts.But that's not all! This happened to me a second time...about a month later. This time, I was doing a "porno check" on the men's bathroom. What we would do is knock on the door three times, crack it a little, and then say loudly, "<Store name> staff...cleaning". If we got no answer, we would go in, peek in the garbage can and check next to the toilet to take out the porno that would inevitably be somewhere. This time, I knocked, got no answer to my call, so I went in. Okay, let me just say...the men's bathroom is tiny. It has one urinal and a handicap stall, one sink, and that's it. You can see everything when you enter. I didn't see anyone, so I peeked in the garbage can (nothing there - dang, that means it's next to the toilet and I'm going to need gloves), and started to open the stall door. When I touched the door, I heard someone say "Occupied!". Whoops...okay, let me just say I ran out of there. I waited in the hallway for a minute, and I swear to you, one older man and two younger men came out.
I really don't want to think about the fact that all three had to have been in the stall together. Why did that always happen to me? No one ever caught anyone else in the bathrooms...
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