Speaking of which, I hate it when people decide to have a conversation right outside of the bathroom door while I’m doing my biz inside.
My parents house has the bathroom near the house entrance and the neighbors stop by and decide to catch up for 15 minutes, trapping me inside. Best part is when the parents start asking for me so the neighbor can see how much I’ve grown up.
I can hear every conversations word as they transition from yelling my name to whispering ‘I think he’s in the bathroom’. I’m just waiting for the knock.