King of the Throne

Ok....this is terrible, but I had to share.

A few days ago I headed to the restroom in dire need of extended seating time on the throne. There are three stalls. 2 regular and one handicap. The two regulars were filled up. I usually prefer the handicap stall because it's bigger. There's more space and I don't feel like I'm all closed in. So...I go in and take care of business. I usually take a few items to read or wind up playing a game on my cell phone to pass the time. I'm in there for a good 15-20 minutes because I got sucked into a high stakes game of Texas Hold-'Em on the cell phone. I finish up, tuck in the shirt, get all prepared, open the door and...D'OH! The only handicapped dude on the entire floor of my building is waiting there...looking irritated....waiting for me to finish taking my sweet time. OH THE SHAME! See...the problem is...that was the only stall available when I had to go and by the time he rolled in there the people in the other two stalls had left so I looked like a sefish jerk.

Note to self: Go downstairs and use the handicapped stall there... ;-)