A quiet spot is also a nice thing to have, too, and at work, I have just the place: a training room on our third floor. Usually it's unoccupied, and I can sneak in and work, undisturbed.
And that's exactly where I was headed today, ruler and pencil and copy in hand. But unfortunately, I realized, as I reached the door to the conference room, that it was occupied.
Sighing, I started to turn around, but realized, suddenly, that I had something more important to do: go to the bathroom. Since the men's room is located right next to the training room, I reversed my direction and headed on my way.
As I reached the door, however, I almost slammed into another guy, on his way out. I started to apologize, but I realized that he was looking at me strangely, and he kind of grunted and walked away.
Strange, I thought, until I looked down into my hands, and started to blush. Yeah, here I am, the guy with the ruler in his hands, entering the men's room, and I'm the one thinking I'm the normal one...