1.18.2009

An Open Letter


I am starting a new series of posts called "An Open Letter". Maybe I am just in a super-crabby mood lately, but sheriously! Why do people do stuff like this?!?!

Dear Lady Who Tried to Talk to Me in the Restroom at Work,

I understand that we are at work and you believe it to be a familiar environment. I understand that I am someone you have never really spoken to before and you might want to get to know me better. But please, if the stall door is closed, consider that to be a "Don't talk to me" sign.

I'll be honest. I have some pet peeves when it comes to interactions in a public restroom (and yes, even though it is at work, it is STILL a public restroom. FYI - if it has stalls, it is public!). I don't even like to hear people pee. Or have other people hear me pee for that matter. I shudder every time I have to go in that restroom. But I am never going to be a high-powered executive with their own restroom in their office, so I have to get past that.

But one thing I cannot get past is you trying to talk to me as you wash your hands. It might be okay if I was also washing my hands. But I was not. No. I was In. the. stall.

So to use a phrase popular today... "Just so you know," I do not like it when you talk to me as I pee. Please observe the stall door and what it stands for. Thank you for your time. Hopefully, we won't need to have this conversation again.

Sincerely,
Life of Preston


1 comment:

Emily said...

Dear Martha,
I concur.
Emily