I am at the airport waiting for my flight. BTW, airports are PACKED. I arrived early and was patiently chilling with a beer. I had to get it to go because there were no seats anywhere in 2 bars/ restaurants.
Anyway, the ladies room had a line the entire time I have been on this concourse. Classic example of too much demand for the supply. Even the men’s room had a perpetual line.
I join the queue and wait, wait some more, wait. It’s not like the line was moving. It was frozen. No stall turnover. I gave it 4 minutes and decided we needed an announcement. “Come on ladies, let’s make it snappy”. The ladies around me giggled.
The first woman out was pissed. She comes out of the handicap stall. “who said that?” I took ownership of my request.
“That was rude. You don’t know if someone needs to make a movement. You don’t know their situation.”
I replied, “And they don’t know my situation.”
“You could have gone down the concourse. There was a sink in my stall.”
“Have a nice trip,” I replied.
Think about this whole exchange. If you have some serious business in your stall, my message is obviously not for you. My message was for those of you who are on your phone, taking your time and being inconsiderate of others. I was bemused that she took it so personally.
Guess what? The next round of ladies did their business in record time.
And to think, I haven’t even boarded my flight. I am going to have a blast. My mask may be on but my filter is definitely off.