I'm in the middle of a 350 mile road trip en femme, and just had the need to answer the call, so to speak. So, I stop at a rest area, make my way to the gender-appropriate facility based on the manner of presentation, and enter. I was somewhat relieved to see that nobody was in the "common area", so I selected a stall and carried out the appropriate function, enduring that my feet were facing the right way. Some foot traffic took place while I was in there, and on exiting, I went to wash my hands. However, the adjacent dryer was somewhat temperamental. A lady about my age came to the basin a couple down from me, and on noticing my difficulty, said "This one works". I smiled and replied in my best fem voice "I think this is what we call progress". She laughed and bade me a nice day.
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