I used to always use the handicap restroom to conduct my bowel symphony, but a few weeks ago I was taking a dump and reading texags and a guy on a wheelchair came into the restroom, and checked the door, and then turned around. I felt so bad I was just wasting time using the only handicap restroom on the floor, I cleaned up and rushed out. As I got out the stall door, I heard the elevator beep and he was clearly going downstairs to use the other restroom. I felt so bad... never again. As long as I'm on the floor with a guy with no legs, I can't bring myself to use the handicap anymore.
Oh and BY FAR the most awkward moment of my work bathroom career was when I was pooping in the stall next to the urinal and somebody missed the urinal and his urine struck the ground and splashed up on my legs. What do you do in that situation???
Far less awkward, but more funny was when a guy in the stall next to me went to get his toilet paper and dropped it and it rolled all the way to me 2 stalls away. He had to embarrassingly ask me to roll the toilet paper back because there was none left in his stall. Funny stuff.
Oh yeah and one day at work someone must have gotten laid off and decided to wreck someone's day, because they took a huge **** in the bathroom and then filled the toilet TO THE TOP with toilet paper. Must have taken 2 or 3 rolls at least, but it was all soaked up with crappy water and there was no way that thing was going down without someone manually removing the chitty toilet paper.
[This message has been edited by HotardAg07 (edited 12/13/2010 4:39p).]