I thought the bathroom was empty when I entered it. I pulled the door of the stall but someone said, “Occupied.” So I entered the next stall. I sat down and started taking care of business.
The guy next to me says, “Hi.”
I thought this was strange but I didn’t want to come across as a jerk. I said, “Hi.” back.
“How are you doing?”
“Ok.” I told him. “But I guess I had too many chili peppers in my lunch.”
“Do you want to come over?”
Now this was awkward. I’d heard from that Republican Senator’s case that public bathrooms could be places of seduction, but I thought that involved discreet hand signals and floor tapping, not outright propositions. I tried to take the polite route. “I’m flattered but I don’t know if that’s appropriate. Besides I’m kind of busy.”
“Hold on.” the guy said. “Let me call you back. The freakshow in the stall next to me keeps trying to talk to me.”