Similar story. As part of my job I am in different companies/buildings/industrial settings all through the state. I'm in Paducah several years ago doing a special project. I had stopped to get breakfast, and when I got to the place I was going, my stomach wasn't doing too well. I started the opening conference, and after a few minutes had to excuse myself to use the restroom.

 

The restroom is located directly across a very narrow hallway from the break room. This is important to remember. So I do my business...and on that day, business was booming. So much so that as the toilet was flushing...well, nothing was going down, it was all coming back up, just enough to barely overflow at first. I panic. I start unrolling toilet paper to soak up the water. Unfortunately, every time I reached to get more toilet paper, the "auto eye" on the toilet triggered and flushed the toilet...again...and again...and again. No plunger in site. Water is everywhere, it's going under the bathroom door and heading towards the break room. I have no clue what else to do as I am standing in several gallons of toilet water now and the toilet is still running over, almost out of paper. Suddenly, a huge "burp" erupts from the toilet and everything flushes down. How or why it decided to do that, I don't know. I get almost all the water and everything cleaned up and go back into the conference room...about 45 minutes after I had left, red as an over boiled lobster, sweat pouring off me. I say I have had a little accident and that a mop and bucket might be needed to finish the cleanup. Whew, that was a LONG day.

 

I'm crying right now. Seriously...so funny.

Yes, I am one of those women who has come out of the bathroom with her skirt tucked into her pantyhose thereby exposing her behind for all to see. :bag:

Yes, I am one of those women who has come out of the bathroom with her skirt tucked into her pantyhose thereby exposing her behind for all to see. :bag:

 

That was you?

Yes, I am one of those women who has come out of the bathroom with her skirt tucked into her pantyhose thereby exposing her behind for all to see. :bag:

 

Not surprised since you like seeing naked people all the time, lol.

My first year as a disc jockey, our studios were undergoing renovation and for several days there were no speakers in the control room. To hear, you had to wear headphones. Playing an oldie by the Four Seasons became quite interesting when the announcer sang along for a few seconds...in falsetto...right along with Frankie Valli. With the microphone open.

 

According to the station receptionist, at least one resulting caller wasn't impressed with said announcer's singing ability...likening it (as I recall) to stinky brown stuff.

A couple years back while working at a limestone mine myself and

another guy would always use the womens restroom. It was always

cleaner than the guys as there were only a couple of women who worked

with us and once they started work you wouldn't see them all day long.

As luck would have it my co-worker and I had several chance meetings

leaving the womens facility.

One afternoon he calls me cracking up he was in the womens stall doing

his paperwork as he liked to call it and someone walked in the womens

locker room. He assumed it was me and said something along the lines

of I beat you to it; at which point one of the females was leaving work early

and had came back into the locker room to grab something. She started laughing

when he made the statement but he was pretty sure if HR had found out he was

a goner. Nothing ever came of it and he has moved on to another job, but we still

laugh about it to this day.