Did I mention that I was LOCKED IN A BATHROOM STALL! yesterday morning?
I kid you not. It happened at work. The latch for the door broke and I couldn't get out. There was no one else in there for like five minutes. My main concern was not that I was stuck next to a toilet, but my phone time (I work in a call center, and get measured on time spent blocked from calls). There was no way I could crawl under the door either.
Someone finally came in, and then I was all embrassed and almost afraid to ask for help. Cause I'm weird that way. Someday, I fear I may be in some life or death situation, and I'll be to afarid to ask for help, because I'm embrassed about it.
So yeah, I waited until she finished her business and I was all "Um, Hi - this is Tiffany.......this door broke, and I'm stuck. Can you see if this door has anyway of opening from the outside?". She probably heard, "Hi, I'm Iame and I've locked myself in and I'm too pathetic to get myself out.".
She came over, laughing (cause it is funny) and she messed with the handle and it finally came apart and fell out, and I was able to get out. I promptly ran to freedom, gave the broken latch to the building manager and then chastised my co-workers for not missing my absence and sending a search party.
And let's not forget that everything in this bathroom is new, it was just remodeled about 2-3 months ago. That's quality workmanship, I tell you.