I just remembered a story relevant to my previous post re: airport bathrooms.
10 or so years ago, my family took a trip to the Cancun to celebrate my graduation from college (I know, I am a very lucky girl). Our flight was at some ridiculously early hour, which, because my family is always early, meant we were at the airport before it was open. Anyway, once we finally were allowed in to the international terminal, there was a mad rush for the bathrooms.
As my mother was using the facilities, the person in the stall next to her attempted to kick her feet out from under her. My mother, being very quiet and shy, yelled out an expletive. The woman apologized saying, "Oops, I thought you were my daughter." None of us could understand why this woman would want to subject her daughter to sitting on the nasty airport toilet.
Now I am wondering if this woman was trying to have an encounter with my mother.
I am kidding. Really. But it makes you wonder what is wrong with these people...
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Thanks for checking out my blog! Spontaneous combustion... I think I've discovered a new fear.
Well now I have a new fear. Someone kicking my feet out from underneath me in the public toilet... Great... Have I mentioned I'm a bit of a germ phobe?
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