Have any of you ILs had the kismet of visiting the men’s washroom?? Call it doom or destiny... I have had the experience…curious to share my incident?...read on! I had just joined as a junior researcher at a multi-ethnic research station! Still young and vivacious; I was always successful in finding a group of compatible souls around who chose to live life jumbo size! In between gossips and giggles, I failed to realize the tickling sensation within me as my bodily sac filled up to a point where I had to make a dash to the restroom…not to rest but to relinquish! The tickle had blurred both my sensibilities and senses…..I took the left turn instead of the right and pushed the door open! I was almost going to progress to performing the ceremony, when I saw a familiar figure looking at me aghast from the potty ! In my bewilderment all I could say was “Good morning Sir” ! Now come on, you have to applaud me for this, I hadn’t forgotten my manners even in this confusion! Having said that, the legitimacy of the circumstances dawned on me! I was face to face with our director and that too in the men’s washroom :tongue!!!!! ….following the normal procedures it would have been almost impossible for me to have such an “up-close and personal” :cheers meeting with this big boss at such a short notice. Instead of seizing this opportunity to get my most needed project approved; all I did was yell a loud screech! I ran down the passageway and into my colleague’s office and hid under the table, like a small terrified furry animal! I was so tongue tied and quivering that I couldn’t answer the raised eyebrows of the small crowd which had gathered by now! Among the crowd, I noticed the familiar face of “the director”! Between my numbness I could hear his heavy American accent” Come on little girl you haven’t seen anything much, I’m sorry I should have locked the doors”! Ok, if it gives him some satisfaction, let him think so, I thought. In actuality,,.....…those few seconds had left nothing to my imaginations! :biglaugh The awful part was that I had to keep changing corridors during my entire term at the institution to avoid bumping into him. But there’s a silver lining to every cloud, my project report was approved instantly, perhaps he felt threatened that I knew his murky secrets.