It's all right in the end, I think.
Today the Professor of Latin Literature told me I couldn't do the option "Historical Linguistics and Comparative Philology" as part of my degree because I didn't know Greek. He seemed surprised that I'd even ask such a silly question
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You may be amused to know that my first thought was not "she wailed loud enough to be heard in the boys' bathroom!" but rather "Ah, in her delirium she went into the boys' bathroom by mistake. Easily done!"
(I do not know whether this says more about me or about you.)
I hope you did indeed receive the requested hug. It would be so churlish to refuse a distressed damsel!
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It may say more about you. The horrors of the urine-spattered trough would probably keep me away no matter how tear-blinded I was.
But on the topic of toilet-segregation, have you ever wondered why, in small cafés and bookshops and the like, they often build two WCs and mark one Male and the other Female? Sometimes you have a single-gendered queue and an empty WC. Also, sometimes one WC is unpleasant, and the other's fine.
Unless those bins for sanitary products are REALLY expensive, non-segregated WCs would be the way to go.
Oh! Last night I tried to teach a man Quantum Fingers and forgot the rules. Help?
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You'll do brilliant, hon. I know you. :-)
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