Ha, Wal-Mart. God I hate that place. You know, they open like 16 new stores EVERY DAY in this nation. It's absurd. Critical mass, maximum density.
So...my office here in TA land is directly across the hall from the men's restroom. There is no women's restroom in this wing of the building, and for complicated and highly stupid political reasons, the powers-that-be have attempted to decree that all hell would break lose if we dared it make it a unisex sort of restroom, so TAs of all genders could use it. Memos were circulated and ignored. Where I'm going with this story is that the women use the restroom anyway, but they are always wary of what might happen if a guy walks in. So, my office being directly across the way, the women have taken to assuming that I know who is in the restroom at all times, and that I will also serve as Guardian of the Door should they decide to use it. Which I all find very amusing, and it gives me many moments to be highly sarcastic and unhelpful. I also get to engage people in theoretical discussions about why everything just assumes I keep track of who is in the restroom.
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