Unisex Bathrooms

As a good American domesticated male I often find myself grocery shopping. It just so happened one of my buddies was there doing the same thing so we kind of hung out while we were shopping. As we walked around the urge to pee became worse and worse. I hate public bathrooms so I was trying to hold out but I couldn’t. Finally I got to the point where I realized I was going to have to go so I headed to the lay away area where I knew there was a bathroom. As usual when you wait too long, the closer I got the worse I had to go so I ended up almost running through the store. As I get to the bathroom doors and start to make a left to head into the bathroom I see a little boy heading into the other bathroom. Just then I hear his dad say, “Hey buddy, you’re going in the wrong bathroom.” and I kind of chuckle to myself. I burst into the bathroom, head to a stall and start to pee. Since I am just peeing and in a hurry, I don’t shut the door. The guy next to me is just finishing up and he flushes, heads out of the stall and takes up his position at the sink directly behind me. I hear the water turn on and right back off. Then he quickly exits the bathroom. I think, “Gross! He didn’t really wash his hands.” I finish up and go to wash my hands. As I am drying them a little old lady starts to come in to the bathroom. I look up and say, “Wrong bathroom.” She apologizes and exits. That is when it all came together… there were no urinals in this bathroom. The dad was talking to me, not his son and the “guy” next to me who didn’t wash his hands probably turned on the water, looked up to wash and saw a 300lb guy pissing behind “him” with the stall door wide open, freaked out and exited. I think to myself, “At least there was no one in layaway but that guy and his kid. I open the door sheepishly and step out… to about 15 people crowding around a little old lady as she lifts her finger, points at me and bellows, “You were in the wrong bathroom! You were in the ladies’ room!”. I apologized and said it was an accident and everyone sort of laughed it off. As I step out of layaway there stands dad and his kid. Both of them were wearing the most excellent (and matching) shit eating grins I have ever seen. “I tried to tell you but you just kept on walkin,” says the dad. The kid just laughed and they both walked away. For some reason my buddy wouldn’t keep shopping with me after that…