37) Even More Bathroom Humor

2 nights ago I worked until the cleaning people came. They own the loudest vacuums in the world, and they do not care what you are doing, they are going to work until this place is quasi-clean. I needed to use the bathroom. #2. A cleaning lady entered while I was in there. I heard the door open followed by the rustling of garbage bags. I knew it was a woman because I have only seen cleaning women. I listened, hoping she would change the garbage bins and be done. She was not. I listened as she cleaned the counter tops and entered the stall next to me. I finished my thing and decided I had to leave. I walked out and she was standing right outside the stall waiting for me to finish. As I exited the stall she avoided making eye contact. I think that was the closest I have ever been to a woman while I was going to the bathroom. And I am forced to wonder, did she and I share an intimate moment, one that places her closer to me than anyone else in the world. Or does she just really hate her job enough to stand outside a stall in the men's restroom to save herself from leaving and coming back?