Have you ever shuffled out of the stall with your pants around your ankles, waved to the sensor, made eye contact with another person who was doing the exact same thing, and then shuffled back into the stall with an unspoken agreement to never speak about the incident again?
Have you ever shuffled out of the stall with your pants around your ankles, waved to the sensor, made eye contact with another person who was doing the exact same thing, and then shuffled back into the stall with an unspoken agreement to never speak about the incident again?
I love the imagery here, but there’s only one stall, and you just need to open the door and stick your hand out for half a second.