Story Time with the Wonderer

On most work days, I tend to take an after lunch restroom break. Nothing that extraordinary, just how things work with me. And as I've learned, apparently this is common for other women at my work place. I've learned there are certain times of the day when high traffic occurs in the women's restroom. It's usually about an hour or two after the designated lunch break.

I go into the restroom. There are two stalls currently filled. Due to how those people chose their designated stalls, I will have to share a wall with someone. I like my space, but I make due when necessary.

So I'm sitting in my stall, completing the necessary drainage, re-applying my make-up (yes, I like to multi-task), when out of the blue I hear...

Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

from the stall next to me.

I pause.

I smile.

I think to myself.

I no longer can remember which thought came first, vibrator or cell phone on vibrate. Nonetheless, both options came to mind. But as I listened to the buzzing, I waited.

I figured if the buzzing stops soon and goes in pulses, cell phone. If not, vibrator.

It stopped. Cell phone probability confirmed to me. Since she was in the stall right next to me, I didn't hear any indication of an orgasm or the heavy breathing of someone who wanted to orgasm but needs to get back to work. And if she did orgasm, I am rather impressed she could do it that fast and with no noise.

But the best part of this story is that it doesn't stop there.

As I'm sitting in my stall pondering all the options after the vibrating stopped, the woman in the stall actually felt the need to vocalize to us, "It's my cell phone."

I think that is truly what made this worth writing. She too had her mind in a place of alternatives for the cause of the buzzing from her stall. So much so, to her embarrassment, she felt she needed to clear the air with the complete strangers who didn't watch her walk into the stall, would have never known who she was in any way, shape, or form, and most likely didn't care. That made me smile this afternoon.

We all chuckled from our respective stalls. Then proceeded to have a bit of a conversation regarding the incident.

Ahhh, the Women's restroom. It truly feels like a separate world within this one sometimes. :)