Today at work when I felt nature call, I put down my things, blew off, (I work with fiberglass and didn't want to itch down there.) and walked right in to the ladies room. Never even looked at the other door. When I came out, a little boy on the dock loudly exclaimed, "That man just came out of the ladies room!" I just smiled and went back to work. What else was I going to do? Funny thing is, I don't go out a lot, so why did I go in to the ladies room to begin with?