Bathrooms

I have this thing with bathrooms...i'm scared of them, at the same time, i find them so interesting.

Let me explain...

I have been trapped in a bathroom countless of times, hence the fear. When i was in college, i was going to take a bath in my groupmate's bathroom (we weren't close then and it doesn't help that the groupmate happens to be a guy) and so i slid the shower door close. Good thing i didn't slide it all the way close and i just hung my shirt on the door, just above my head. before i knew it, i couldn't get out the damn thing. just imagine my embarassment to be shouting at the top of my lungs in a stranger's house. Bad thing about it was that of course i locked the door so he couldn't get in. Good part about it, first, i had my shirt, which of course i wore, and the connecting door in his sister's room was open, so they could go in the room without breaking the door down.

When i was in law school, my blockmates and i had a party one afternoon at a friend's place. The doorknob was already kinda jiggly, but of course, it had to breakdown while i was in it. I think i got stuck inside for about 2 hours, finally sobering up, while my friends tried to get the doorknob to work.Well, to make the story short -- they had to break the door down, and despite the kicks and shoulders ramming, they only broke the lower half of the door down. it was so embarassing. last i went there, the door was of two different shades of brown. sigh.

Third and most probably the worst (and i am not saying that my experience with stupid bathrooms are only limited to three...these are just the top three or else i will never end), was when i got stuck in Club Filipino. The doorknob fell outwards and because the bathroom stall had a door that was like a real door (no space between the floor and the edge of the door), i couldn't crawl under. So there i was, in my short skirt, in heels, sweating like a pig, screaming for help, hoping against hope that the girls who were playing badminton downstairs would hear me. Of course that didn't happen. And just my luck, i left my bag in the office down the hall with my aunt's friend. So after 20 minutes of just trying whatever, i climbed up the toilet trying to get over the stall divider. But when i was finally straddling, still in my mini skirt, i looked over to the other stall but the toilet seat was up. So i didn't want to risk injury or falling straight into the dreaded toilet bowl. So i put up with it. After ten minutes passed by, i heard men's voices outside, and i started shouting for help again. At first they didn't know if they heard right. Finally, they got the courage to venture inside the girls' bathroom and rescued me from the hell i found myself in.

On the other hand, i find bathrooms interesting especially in restaurants. I always make it a point to visit them. And i think the most interesting bathroom i've ever been to is the one in D'Marks in Greenbelt. The bathroom there is a wall-to-wall mirror flooded in dark blue lights...very suggestive.