A bathroom story!

You never know when inspiration to write something is going to strike. It is the end of the work day and I had to go use the ladies room, since it is already after hours, I needed to take my key. So I walk in the ladies room thinking, what was that dream I had last night? Ohh yea, a new phone. Then I said, I am going to blog about it. Then I'm on the toilet and realize, after I already sat down, that there was no toilet paper in my stall. SERIOUSLY? We are an office building, there should be toilet paper in all the stalls at all times. How do you run out of toilet paper? Highly upset and looking for ways to improvise, I see that I'm alone. So I just move to the other stall. It was hard to lock the door, I don't know why, but I was like ok, I can continue and I have toilet paper. I don't know about you all but I can sit on a toilet for a long time. It is my personal alone time. Like literally, no one interrupts me or would care to do so. Anyways, I'm done, and I was going to open the door and the door wouldn't unlock. I kept trying and it just didn't unlock. I said ok really, how the heck am I going to get out of here???? I had to drop kick the door. It felt good, I had frustrations.

p.s. My phone dream: I got a new phone and it was awesome.

p.p.s. I washed my hands after the bathroom.