At Least They're Committed

So, like, at the Rocky before it went belly up and even before it moved to the new building, when I would go into the ladies’ room and a man would go into the men’s room at the same time sometimes I would sit down on the john and a moment later I’d feel it shift upward and it grossed me out because I realized that the man had just sat his fat (or skinny) ass — I’ve never seen a male journalist with a nice ass — on the toilet directly on the other side of me, that they were connected and we were actually back to back doing our thing with only the wall between us. What made it worse was that there were urinals in the men’s room so because he was sitting down I would know precisely what he was doing in there. It didn’t help to realize that if a man were already sitting on the head that he might feel the toilet rise slightly when I sat down and could therefore sit there until I got up and thus time it — 12 paces, water running, hand dryer — so as he came out of the bathroom at the exact time I did, and he would KNOW with whom he had been sitting back to back and I would be completely unaware. Not sure what made me think of that.