OMG THE DOOR DOESNT LOCK!!!

[Beth Andrea]

So, there I was...driving 400 miles and just had to go.

Pulled into a large 'Murican Trucker Stop, you know the kind where truckers meet their families and fuel up? Those places are among the cleanest on the road, and this place is no exception...nice polite people, they smile and wave when I came in (wearing a skimpy camisole and capris, very summery).

I go straight to the lady's room, go inside and see the first door closing. The second is already closed, but I know it's occupied because there were two ladies in front of me as I headed toward the back of the store.

I go away from the room, trying to non-chalantly browse the various trinkets and suchlike that truckers and their wives would buy for each other (and I confess, I've bought some things there for my better half also)...then one of the ladies comes out.

Ah-HA! My turn! I dash in there, second door is open (first is still closed), I get inside, lock the door (center push button lock in a standard doorknob) and drop and squat.

While processing the deposit, I'm looking around and admiring the closet-like feel of a truly private privy. Full-size door, no gaps for pervs to peek over, no clandestine access to the next stall, wow, this is great stuff Maynard!

The door knob jiggles.

No prob, door is locked. I'll just get my femme voice ready and...

The door opens. The is a young girl, maybe 10, and I'm like...



"Excuse me." Quickly grab the door knob, and close the door. And LOCK IT again. My thoughts rapidly flitted in this order:

1. OMG OMG....truck stop = truckers

2. Little girl goes out, tells all = angers truckers

3. Truckers charge into the loo in full-on lynch mode

4. How many bullets do I have? Quick, review drawing techniques in case of emergency...

Then calm came back to sit with me. Wait, door was locked, right? Then how did she...I don't know, besides I'm done anyway, finish up, stand up and buckle up my pants...I look at the door again, knob is in AND THE KNOB STARTS WIGGLING AGAIN. DOOR OPENS a tiny bit and ITS THE SAME LITTLE GIRL, this time WITH HER MOM!!

*Keeps nonchalant face firmly in place*

"Oh, hi!"

*leaves the "closet"*

"You do want to be careful about that lock, it doesn't work."

Mom thanks me, then tells her daughters the she "is glad they came with her to be her bodyguard, since the lock doesn't work."

I don't hear anything else, because I'm walking to the clerk to buy my blueberry muffin and to let them know...

The lock in the second stall in the women's restroom doesn't work.

And that, dear friends, is how one handles a case of the curious little girl and a well-worn door lock.




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[Sydney_NYC]

That has happened to me. Once I was at a really nice restaurant with my wife and I went into the ladies room and went into one of 6 stalls and locked the door. The stalls were such that you had to turn a handle to to open and since they self closed you couldn't tell if they were locked or not until you tried one. Anyway I pushed the button and visually inspected it again as I sat on the toilet that it was locked. 5 seconds later someone tries the door and as they jiggled it and the button popped out unlocking the door. I say excuse me there is someone in here and they still started to open the door. (I started to keep my legs together since I'm pre-op and didn't want to create another issue.) Then they closed the door and apologized.

Another thing that annoys me is that I've been in single stall bathrooms and lock the door. Someone tries the door and you say it's occupied. Several times that has happened and they don't seem to hear and you swear they are trying to break the door down. Then when you leave it's a older elderly woman and you wonder how in the world were they able to try and open a door that much, LOL.

[Dena]

I didn't use that many public rest rooms before surgery but I am out and about more now and use the more often. Most of the stalls are so small that a broken lock isn't a problem because I can reach out and hold the door when needed. One of the advantages of being tall