Bathroom mirrors

I thought yesterday that nothing was more embarrassing than checking your butt out in the bathroom mirror and getting walked in on...but not one to let myself get too comfortable...I found something that topped it.

Today I was re-hooking my recalcitrant bra strap onto its hook on my back while trying not to take my shirt off in the women's bathroom and in walks my co-worker...who is from China...and not only speaks very poor english, but now has no idea what to say or do. Since I have both hands rooting around in the back of my shirt and most of my torso showing at this point, I am pretty compromised. She apologizes and rushes past me into the rest of the bathroom.

I am definitely going to be the topic of the Chinese gossip today, man...I need to learn Mandarin.

Peeves

There are few things that bother me more than stranger touching... here's one of them, let me set the scene:

I'm in a completely empty public bathroom with three or more stalls (let's say 5), and I enter into the furthest edge stall so that no one will sit right next to me while I'm doing my business. Enter new person.

Why is it that this new person ALWAYS chooses the stall directly adjacent to me? There are FIVE other stalls! Why did you feel the need to get as close as possible to me to pee in this gigantic bathroom?! UGH!