Let me start with a great big disclaimer: I don’t normally take my cell phone into the Men’s room at work and I have never taken a picture in there. OK, that’s not true, I took a picture of a disgusting scene (near the trash can) once, with the thought of sending an email to the company across the hall from us. I never sent the email and I deleted the photo.
I’ve been carrying my phone with me these past few days, after falling in my own bathroom, like a security blanket. Of course, I know that if I fell, the phone would break or slide to a point where I couldn’t reach it, but this is what you do to convince yourself that you are once again in control of your surroundings. Replace ‘you/your’ with ‘I/mine’ and you get the picture I don’t want to share.
So, I took my phone into the Men’s room, fully planning not to use it. Upon walking into the stall, I snapped (and cropped for your benefit) the photo at the right, thinking I might use it for a light-hearted “things you’d never expect to see’ post. Then, after getting, ah, um, er, situated, I heard the one-liner I can’t resist sharing:
“Excuse me, did I leave my water in there?”
I am ending this story right here.
Today’s gallery includes a variety of photos from my office window. They are replacing the roof on our building. Am I lucky, or what?