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But What Does It MEAN?

Yesterday, I took my riding suit into the ladies' room as I do every day. I went into the giant handicapped stall and was busy swapping my jeans for my riding pants when I realized that there were footprints.

I felt almost Robinson Crusoe-like staring at them. Footprints. In the ladies' room.

The footprints were tiny and indistinct, as though they had been made either by someone on tiptoe or a tiny little uncoordinated kid. The commode itself was clean, with a couple of drops of water on the seat (it's no surprise, as the toilets here flush with a Shakespearean vehemence - full of sound and fury and signifying nothing), but the footprints were muddy. And they were only around the commode itself, the furthest being perhaps 18 inches away. They didn't go out the door, or anywhere, really.

The only thing that keeps me from asking someone here who might be in a position to know is that I'm afraid that the truth will be much less interesting than the horrors that my mind is imagining.

Well? Any ideas, anyone?


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Sep. 10th, 2003 08:19 am (UTC)
It was John F Kennedy walking off into the distance after shooting himself from the Grassy Knoll, on the advice of Kryten.

And I haven't even watched tv in weeks.
Sep. 10th, 2003 10:28 am (UTC)
mmm... little aliens trying to learn more about our plumbing... or perhaps using it as a transportation system.
Sep. 10th, 2003 10:44 am (UTC)
Mortaine and I were just talking about this. I don't know why Harry Potter travels by Floo when traveling by Flush seems so much easier! More people have a lavatory than have a fireplace.
Sep. 10th, 2003 04:14 pm (UTC)
Someone climbing around above the ceiling tiles dropped down into the stall and changed his/her shoes?

Someone came in wearing sneakers, went to the stall to change into heels (that were stored in a bag), noticed they were muddy after donning them, and then gave 'em a quick cleaning swirl in the Shakespearean commode?

A winged leprechaun hiding his pot o' gold where the sun don't shine?

Check the top edges of the stall walls (called, by one manufacturer, "Athlons", by the way, the same name as my parent company's big product) for more mud. The shoe wearer may have climbed up the stall walls and traversed the bathroom that way, leaving only one set of prints.

Say, were the toes pointed towards or away from the bowl? Could give you a clue about the gender....
Sep. 10th, 2003 06:33 pm (UTC)
Sep. 10th, 2003 08:39 pm (UTC)
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