I am a person who goes to the gym at 1pm, because everyone has left by then and I don’t have to deal with awkward nekkidness.
Today I almost died, and all I wanted to do was pee. I was in the bathroom, and I am just finishing up and I hear whistling. I stop. It kind of sounded like a man whistle so I start to bug out. I am thinking I am in the wrong bathroom, and I am frozen freaking out. The whistling continues.
I pull up my pants with the intent of getting he hell out of there. I have a button done, and there is whistling, then WHAM!!! My stall door swings open and there is this lady standing there.
I was relieved and terrified as the same time.
She was like, “OH!!! I’m SORRY!!! I did not see feet!” I am thinking, “do you always throw your body weight behind opening an unlocked door?”, but I say, “it’s okay.”
So I zip and flush and rush to the sink. The lady is a couple of stalls over opening and closing the door over and over again. She goes, “these locks are not very good.” I say, “clearly”
she goes, “I think the doors are misaligned.” I am thinking, “look lady this was really awkward, and you are making it worse. Just shut up and lets pretend it never happened. I am good with that. I say, “something” I just did not know how to respond. I just wanted to flee the scene.
I dry my hands on my pants, because I was not about to stand around at the blower thing. I fucking book out of there. The cracker jack whistler is still banging her damn stall door.
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