Anyway, when I get stressed, I rush off to go use the facilities & I take my phone with me. This is because one of my co-workers lost her brand new iPhone 5 when someone stole it off her desk while she went to the bathroom. So to avoid this happening (hopefully) I take mine with me.
Now I don't hide out for long, usually just 2-3 min. A chance to breath, clear my mind, focus & go back to work. While in there I busy myself on my phone, check emails, social media, etc. But I found that I have been getting trapped in the bathroom.
Trapped you ask?
Yup, while I'm sitting on the pot other people come in & start talking or use the bathroom themselves, and I find that I don't want to come out & expose my dirty little secret of bathroom stall hiding...so I wait until they are gone. I sit silently, trying not to make a sound so they don't know I'm there.
Because of this I found myself trapped the other day for 10 min while two people came in & stated randomly chatting about their weekend plans. I kept looking through the slots in the door waiting for them to use the facilities & leave but no, the never did. They never turned on the water either.
So I'm sitting, quietly on the pot, ever thankful my phone is on silent...eventually I think they have gone, so now I find myself grooving on the filthy floor trying to look under the stale for feet.
Realizing the cost is clear, I quickly vacate the stall, wash my hands & tip-toe out. I don't want anyone to catch me exiting the bathroom either!
I must be the only person insane enough to hide in the bathroom because I don't want people to realize I'm using the stale as a hideout!
Anyway...that's one of my strange dirty little secrets.
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