OMG, I was walking down the hall thinking about a meeting I am leading in a little bit and got half way into the "Mens" room, squeaked and fled!

I spend two years getting here, and then to do something so silly. Fortunately nobody saw me, but they might have heard the squeal. I certainly did. Oh well, chalk that that one up to autopilot.
Ever happen to anyone else?
Sigh,
Julie