Ever broken into a bathroom? I'm managing the other night and one of my employees (who is really sweet, but has an uncanny ability to mix English and Spanish all the time...Even her native Spanish speaking friends can't understand her...do you see where I am going with this?) comes up to me frantically saying there is a guy trying to get into the bathroom and can't get in. Me, "and?" He's been in the hallway a long time and no one is in the men's room. Ok. How do you know that? Is there a peep hole I don't know about? I give her the "what do you want me to do about it" look, tell her to tell the guy he can use the women's room, and go back to working. I then realize I am managing the stupid restaurant and it's sorta my job to fix it. Well, we have no keys for the bathroom doors...I end up pounding my shoulder into the door until it opens and wouldn't you know it, no one was in there. I turn around and this woman is looking at me with her mouth wide open. Yeah. I must have looked half crazy and maybe a little angry to be busting down the men's room door. Maybe she thought I really had to go. Anyway...the thought didn't even occur to me that someone could have been in there having sex, or that someone fell over dead, or that they were passed out, or impaired or anything. I don't remember even knocking. I just busted the door down and barged in.
The night got even better when I went out to my car and stepped in the biggest puddle known to man and soaked both feet and my legs up past my ankle. That pretty much triggered my brain for a beer. I deserved it after tromping through the place looking like swamp thing.
And that is my story. Two new pet peeves: Stupid guys who think it's funny to lock bathrooms before leaving and big ass puddles.
