Life Rules...

I think everyone probably has a wee sets of rules that they adhere to in life. I had to do some quick thinking on one of them yesterday.

The rule basically revolves about not knowing the identity of the previous visitor in the toilet cubicles. I can deal with warm seats, but identifying the previous user is a no no. This came to a head yesterday when answering the call of nature. In our applicable and closest toilets we have three cubicles. You can usually scope the red/green status of each from the mirrors opposite but on this occasion, I was confronted with two red and someone just stepping out of number three. Oh oh.

No danger I could then go straight in to extremely recently vacated khazi. That is completely against the rules. Some quick calculations determined the best course of action was to turn and hightail it out of there. Luckily, managed it before eye contact was made.