It Happened to Me!

I had a most interesting experience at lunch today. I excused myself from the table to go to the ladies room, and as I tried to exit the stall.... TRAPPED!

Now, pardon my technical language, but the knob that works the doohickey? It didn't. I could slide the latch back and forth ALL day but the little metal posty-thingy didn't budge. In fact, it mocked me. ScubaDiva's post about this very subject came to mind and I was grateful that at least I wasn't freezing.

So. I stared at the door. I didn't have my keys with me or I could've used my new nifty gadget from thinkgeek to pry it open. I DID have my cell phone, so I called one of my lunch buddies - who couldn't hear her phone ring over the noise of the restaurant. Hmm!

The metal sides of the stall were too low for me to slide out the bottom and too high for me to climb over. Hmmm again!

I was just about to resort to yelling - which I CAN do quite well if the situation calls for it - but I decided to give the latch ONE LAST CHANCE. I glared at it with my best Mom face, wiggled the knob a bit and it finally caught and slid open.

Now. You'd think that would be enough, but it actually occurred to me to try closing it and opening it again. *blink* Luckily the brunette hairs won over the blonde, and I made my escape.

So, how was your morning?