Conversation with friends at a bar & grill this week:
me: Oh my God, you guys. You wanna see a completely fucked-up picture of what you see after you go to the bathroom here?
Maile: No. Not at all.
Jason: I’m pretty sure we do not want to see a picture of that.
me: No, you totally need to see it. It’s completely baffling.
Victor: For the love of God, put your phone away.
me: No, seriously. This is what I saw immediately after going to the bathroom:
Maile: Huh.
me: Exactly. That’s what you see in the mirror when you’re washing your hands.
Victor: So, you were in the men’s room?
me: NO. I was in the women’s room, but I just assume they wrote “BOYS” on the other side of the door just to make me feel much more drunk than I actually am.
Maile: Or possibly you’re so drunk that you were actually in the men’s room and just assumed that doors were intentionally playing tricks on you?
me: Oh, holy shit. I’m never going to the bathroom again.