Porta-Potties

My Personal Best and Worst Moment of the Special Olympics State Softball Tournament:

Zeke needed to use the restroom so I walked him over to the long line of porta-potties. When you go into the porta-potty, you turn the lock and the space on the outside by the handle turns from green to red to let prospective users know that particular bathroom is occupied.

I looked at the one closest to us. The door showed greeen so I pulled on the handle and opened the unlocked door.........to find myself staring right at the bare backside of a young man! The poor guy didn't even turn his head around. It didn't even faze him that he hadn't locked the door and someone had opened it.

No big deal. I just played it cool. I shut the door quickly and proceeded to the next door in line. Again, the door wasn't showing red and I turned the handle of the unlocked door. You guessed it! Same situation, different guy! I kept going down the line of doors. Each door I opened presented me with yet another 'full moon'. NINE DOORS, NINE BUTTS!

It wasn't until we reached the very last door, door number 10, that we were finally rewarded with an empty porta-potty. I think it will be a very long time before I try to open another unlocked bathroom door!
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