It Happens. Or Does It?

When I was about 7, I have a vivid memory of doing something REALLY embarassing. One would hope that these experiences contribute to the positive attributes I attain now; however, I have a feeling they've contributed to the weird and extreme quarks I have today :)

It was Sunday, I was sitting in Sunday School, and I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom. All I know is that we were old enough to go to the restroom by ourselves, instead of having to take a field-trip to the bathroom. (Usually you see "sunbeams" doing this in a line holding hands)

I walked into the bathroom. The two stalls were in use, so I leaned against the wall and waited. I vividly remember folding my arms and "tapping" my white shoes on the tile floor. (as if I was some impatient business woman) I then realized that little Johnny (who was 12 years old) was using a weird sort of toilet (a urinal) and he was standing!!!! His back was to me, but as he turned around to wash his hands, I said "hi" to him. I realized that this whole location and experience was foreign and odd, and I was also old enough to know that we (girls) did not share bathrooms with boys. For some reason I still waited for the men to finish in the stalls and then proceeded to use the disgusting toilet seat. Sorry men, but your toilet seats are extremely gross. I even noticed this as a 7-year old.

I remember washing my hands, drying them, and then leaving. As I left, I noticed that the "woman symbol" was across the hall. I turned around I realized that I went into the "men symbol" bathroom. Just then it clicked that I used the BOYS BATHROOM! It didn't click when I shared greetings with Johnny, or when I smiled at Brother Taylor and Brother Nelson as they left the stalls. Why didn't any of these males tell me I was in the wrong bathroom??!!!!!!!!

The reason why I share this experience now is because I did this the other day. As an adult, I was able to realize as I walked past the urinals and saw a man standing and peeing, that this was the wrong bathroom. What was even more embarrassing is that I got eye contact from this male and had to stand in the same line with him as I ordered my food. At least I didn't actually use the stall, right??!