Well then....

I have a small bladder.

This is especially true when I drink diet coke with ice as was the case this morning.

So because of the small bladder and the diet coke with ice, I really had to pee this morning when I got off the train. Rather than hold it in until I got to work (it's a ten(ish) minute walk), I decided to go into the Columbus Circle mall and use the public restroom. Big mistake.

Now I don't really think what follows could be described as embarrassing. It doesn't even have anything to do with me except for the fact that I was there. I just really needed to write it down. Now back to the story.

So I make my way to the bathroom (which is at the end of a creepy hallway) and upon entering I hear a little sniffling. By the time I get into the stall, the sniffling has turned into wracking sobs. I'm trying to do my business, but I feel really awkward intruding on a private moment. So I finish when all of a sudden this woman is not only sobbing, but screaming. My mind starts to race. I don't hear anyone else so I don't think she's getting raped or hurt. I've seen a few too many episodes of "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" so I allowed myself to entertain the possibility that she could be giving birth.

Then the screams get even louder. I'm talking blood curdling. At this point I've finished what I came there to do, but I'm scared to leave the stall. I don't want to walk out at the same time as this banshee who I'm sure will kill me upon sight. So I simply stand there waiting for her to finish.

After a few minutes she stopped, slammed the door to her stall open and ran out of the bathroom. She didn't even wash her hands. Once I was sure she was gone, I exited as well. Having safely made my way back out of the creepy hallway I proceeded to make my way to work, no longer needing to pee, kind of wishing I'd just held it in.