Hello I'm Rich Brown and this is my personal website and blog. I'm just your simple, average, down to earth, professional, out gay man and aspiring circuit boy, living in Phoenix, Arizona with a few things to say while trying to find my place among all the scary, conservative, religious nuts in this sick and twisted world.
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Bathroom Hypocrite?
@WORK. Ok so I just got back to my desk and I may be the biggest bathroom hypocrite in history. Just a few minutes ago, as I'm coming back from a meeting in one of the other buildings I decided that I should stop off at the bathroom before going back to my office. Basically I wanted to save myself the later interruption in my day of having to run in there at the last minute possible.
So as I get on the elevator to go up to my floor, I press the button for my floor. I must have had a mental block because I suddenly realized that I pressed the button for the floor above my office which is obviously the wrong floor. Without thinking anything about it and before the elevator starts to move I realize my mistake and press the correct floor. The elevator begins to move and I continue my mental thought process of what I have to do for the day. In a matter of moments the elevator doors open and I step off. Now mind you, every floor in my building is painted, situated and furnished in almost exactly the same way.
So I step off the elevator and the bathrooms are right across from the elevators in the main hallway. I proceed to head over to the men's room. As I'm walking I think to myself, "gee ... When did they move these paper recycling bins to our floor, they must have put them here temporarily as I did see the guys rolling them around on our floor this morning..." So I walk into the bathroom. I'm immediately blinded by the bright light as I open the door. I look around and think to myself "gee ... They must have replaced the lights in here it's awfully bright." I proceed over to my usually sitting spot, the handicapped stall located towards the far end of the bathroom. I look around for a second because the doors usually hang open a little bit and that's basically how you can tell that anyone is in there without being so obvious to bend down and look under the stall. The doors were not hanging open on any of the stalls. I did realize yesterday that the door to the handicapped stall was about to fall off the wall, so I thought to myself "gee ... They must have also replaced the stalls in here last night." So I proceed about my business and as I'm sitting there thinking to myself "gee ... New lights, new stalls, how impressive ...." I look down and realize there is a different color of tile in one section of the floor. Now I know that I never noticed this before and mind you I spend plenty of time in that stall. I suddenly realized and thought to myself "OH MY GOD ... I'M ON THE WRONG FLOOR!" I'm sure that the girl coming out of the women's room who saw me get off the elevator and head to the bathroom was thinking the same thing I did the other day ... About how wired it is for people to take the elevator to use another bathroom.
Needless to say I finish my task and walk out into the lobby and sure enough I was on the wrong floor. For some reason the elevator didn't stop on my floor but actually went up to the next floor which I had never before been. This was like uncharted territory. I felt like such the explorer. The bathroom explorer. I thought to myself ... "hmmmm, maybe these people have something here, trekking to other floors to check out the bathrooms ...." So I got into the elevator and pressed the button for my floor. The elevator jerked and actually slipped down about 5 inches before the doors closed and reopened. Well, isn't that nice I thought ... I guess that's a sign that I'm really not supposed to be exploring this uncharted territory. I tried again, this time holding the button for my floor and finally the doors closed and I was returned to where I was supposed to be in the first place.
Whew, now I'm tired after all this adventure today. I guess I'll try not criticize others for stepping off the elevator into the bathroom on my floor, because afterall ... anyone can make such a silly mistake, can't they? Cheers!
