Interstate Washroom
Leaving Washington D.C. for Richmond, I decided to make a stop at one of those rest areas on the side of the road.
I went into the washroom.
The first stall was taken so I went to the second stall. I'd just sat down when I heard a voice from the next stall... Hi there, how's it going?"
Now I'm not the type to strike up conversations with strangers in washrooms on the side of the road. I didn't know what to say, but finally I said, "...Not bad..."
Then the voice said, "So, what are you doing?"
I thought that was kind of weird, but I said, "Well, I'm just going to the bathroom, then I'm going back home..."
The voice interrupted, "Look, I'm going to have to call you back. Every time I ask you a question, this goober in the next stall keeps answering me!"
Originally published February 01, 2005.
