Sharing is Caring

I am about to give out too much information, so consider yourselves warned. Sometimes when I get to work, I gotta take care of personal business. And by personal business, I mean that I'm going to be in the handicapped stall. We all know that the handicapped stall is for serious personal business only, and if you see feet in there, you need to KEEP MOVING because you don't want to experience what's about to go down. Apparently 8:30 AM trumps the handicapped stall, because about twelve women came into the bathroom while I was trying to take care of business this morning, and FOUR OF THEM TRIED TO COME INTO THE STALL WITH ME. How rude.