The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

The office busybody is also the restroom busybody


Yeah, so, just when I think things in this office can’t get any stranger, this happens …

I was walking into the office’s restroom and the office busybody followed me in. Ugh. I knew this was going to lead to some sort of awkward conversation.

There are two stalls in our office restroom: a regular size one and a big handicap stall. I go into the first one, the regular one.

Office busybody: “You always go into the small stall, Sonia.”
Me: “Umm, if you say so.”
Office busybody: “You do. I guess you just like the small stall. [laughs]”

I answered her by flushing the toilet, washing my hands and running out of the restroom, so as to avoid any further discussion about my restroom habits.

Come on! Is this part of a reality show? Is this for a non-celebrity version of “Punk’d”? She can’t be real. She’s keeping track of what stall I use in the restroom now? Seriously?

Maybe I should have replied differently when she pointed out my stall preference.

Office busybody: “You always go into the small stall, Sonia.”
Me: “Interesting that you should bring that up. I prefer not to use the handicap stall whenever I can help it. It just doesn’t seem right to me since I’m not handicapped. Of course, I will use the handicap stall if it’s an emergency. One time I went out to a bar on St. Patrick’s Day, and I drank a ton of green beer. I had to pee, and the line for the bathroom was soooo long. I know, right? I almost peed my pants. That would have been so embarrassing. Not only is it embarrassing to pee your pants, but I drank all that green beer, so you just know all the pee would be green or something, and then everyone would see it AND it would stain my clothes. … Hey, where are you going? If you don’t want to know about my urinary habits, then you shouldn’t ask. Rude!”


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

7 thoughts on “The office busybody is also the restroom busybody

  1. “Like” seems the wrong button to press for this post. “Was equally disturbed and amused by” should be available also….

  2. Oprah dedicated a segment once to people who use the handicapped stall. Oprah said she used it, but when she heard someone come in, she’d say, “Are you handicapped?” I have a fantasy that I’m going to hear that same question while walking into a bathroom, and I’m going to say, “Are you Oprah?”

  3. I have limited mobility and cannot use the smaller toilets without handrails. There are 2 women in my office that purposely use the Handicap stall just to peeve me off. I have already had one accident waiting for their precious bums to leave the handicap stall even though the other 2 stalls were open. They harass me constantly and tell me “there are 2 other stalls”. I have told them multiple times that I am handicapped and they just glare at me. I asked the office manager if I could purchase and put hand rails in the other 2 stalls and/or a message on the handicap stall and she refused saying the landlord wouldn’t approve it. I don’t know what to do about these 2 rude women, but thinking about going to Human Resources.

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