This genuinely happened to me yesterday… I was minding my own business in the ladies toilet when out of the blue (err…cubicle) a little old lady started to talk to me. Or should I say talk at me. I’ve been pondering the statement – what problem(s) was she referring to? Was she suggesting I take heed, book a flight to Switzerland and check in to Dignitas in the morning? Or, was she simply commenting on her own gastro-dilemmas? I shall never know.
Amazing! I think the fact that she said it after leaving a toilet cubicle adds a whole other layer of confusing mystery.
Ha ha! I know…mysterious toilet wisdom or perhaps it’s the toilet version of tea leaf readings?