What Makes for A Bad Day?

Being sick makes for anyday bad. Working with too many cooks in the kitchen only adds to the irritation. Having to use the restroom for 1 hour + definitely doesn't help. You would think pulling into a gas station would make the situation better. It was a pretty clean gas station and the locks outside the restroom doors looked very up to date. They both said vacant. I recall double checking to make sure I was about to enter the women's restroom. I open the door and lo and behold a man was wrapping up his business. Yes, a man. He apologized profusely but I was so disguested I slammed the door shut and again looked at the signs to make sure I opened the right door.

Because I used to use the facilities so badly, my first thought was just make sure you don't wet your pants. Unfortunately, he must've been smoking pot or something b/c it reeked. So much so that when I got back into the car my mom questioned me about the smell.

This is probably something more humerous, but I just had a really horrible Friday and this was the way it ended. Man, if you're going to use the wrong gender facilities, you could at least lock the door!